I was always the wild child with scabby knees and tousled hair, mud between my toes. The road we lived on can best be described as a dirt track where we ran about barefoot until it was time for dinner and then again before a warm bath to wash off the dirt as best we could.
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A Skin Ritual
Our skin is how we experience the tactility of the world, a porous membrane of knowledge that allows us to communicate through the language of touch. The skin is a border space between the interiority of ‘I’ and the flow of the natural world.
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Cold Water Swimming
I can’t speak for everyone, but for me it is akin to looking up at a starry sky, it’s that feeling of infinity that makes one feel both insignificant and yet free at the same time.
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