Making me think of sitting outside the youth hostel, Whalers on the Point Guesthouse
Tofino, B.C.watching the seaplanes. A spot good for the soul right on the edge of
Vancouver Island's Clayoquot Sound.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense.
mevlana jelaluddin rumi - 13th century
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