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Exceptional

via Daily Prompt: Exceptional

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On our recent trip out bush, we stopped in Gwalia for a time and had a look at the museum. Steam engines, steam locomotives, ancient motor vehicles of all types. And there were graders too, as shown above. They were amazing pieces of machinery, tractor or horse drawn, but those who operated them must have been exceptional given that they were working in very demanding situations in the bush. Making those dirt roads and maintaining them must have been bloody hard work in those harsh and unforgiving conditions. When you look at the sophisticated machinery of today (computerised, gps, airconditioned cabs) and the fact that it is still hard work, it makes me wonder how much harder it was with flimsy, basic machinery like in this photo. It would have required strength and patience, wisdom and commitment, and for months on end.

Paul,

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What Interests Me

via Daily Prompt: Interest

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What interests me is always, whats over that rise, what’s round that corner, what’s next?I love bush walking, and I always love the invitation of the bush to take that next step, to anticipate a wonderful surprise, to find yet another refreshing vista. I’m never disappointed, always surprised. It lifts my soul, clears my head.

Paul,

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Pamper

Pamper

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There are few indulgences on the trail, other than the rainwater tank, drop toilet, and shed for sleeping. But when you’re bush-walking or hiking, that’s all you really need anyway. You certainly wouldn’t go to be pampered (dust or mud, rocks, inclines, hills, blisters, rain). I go to engage with the bush and to encounter myself, to reflect, to breathe. In that sense, I am pampered, indulged, by the bush, awakened, attentive, it’s like a form of meditation. Food for the soul.

Paul

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Visceral

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What moves you? The gut is where we feel it, hence the connection of viscera or gut tissue with feelings. Injustice, grief, injury, insult, passion, joy, love. Music, art, poetry. Nature. All visceral because we have a gut response. The Greeks had a wonderfully expressive word for it splanchna (σπλαγχνα), which to my ear sounds like a word for guts. Say it a few times and you’ll get the same feeling I’m sure.

Many things move me. I have music that transports me to other dimensions, art that evokes many responses, poetry that I dearly love, photos that help me re-member (to member back together the body of knowledge), relationships that speak love without actually speaking.

I am also deeply saddened by pain and hurt in  my life and in the world. The plight of refugees, the ever abiding issue of debilitating and alienating poverty, racism, sexism, classism, and ismism. The many stories of brutalised people bring tears.

One of the more visceral joys for me is to spend time with Lyn and friends taking in the Australian bush. I wonder how many of you find the bush somehow, perhaps difficult to put into words, spiritual or life-giving?

The bush for me is smells, colours, textures, even visceral in its own gutsyness, yet also its fragility. It is place to recover, refresh, rediscover and reframe. I feel healthier, more aware, more myself, after days in the bush.

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The Photo shows part of Jindalee (Giles Breakaway), it was a wonderful time there, and one to revisit. I hope you have a favourite place to go to.

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