Lady Chattertree's Plover

[michaelboy]

There is something oddly fascinating or magnetic even, in being immersed in intensities. So what is it about hard rain, loud lightning, swollen rivers, forceful winds, Amundsen cold, or Exupery heat? I can imagine what Freud might say, but I tend to think it's a little more complicated than all of that.

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Like sea-divers, we sank peacefully into the depths of our element.

Here I possessed nothing in the world. I was no more than a mortal strayed between sand and stars, conscious of the single blessing of breathing. And yet I discovered myself filled with dreams.

We too have loved the desert to the point of feeling that it was there we had lived the best years of our lives.

I succumbed to the desert as soon as I saw it.

There were certain miracles about which it was better to be silent.

Life here evaporates like a vapor.

~ Antoine de St. Exupery, from Wind, Sand, and Stars

Comments

[keplers_angels]

'more complicated'

I tend to think we complicate things out of .... oh, reasons.... so many reasons.... but that to allow for the profound simplicity is to be vulnerable. And most of us fear that level of vulnerability... Freud was a lot more nuanced than he's been reduced to these days... He was also a very good writer....

[cybermule]

I love this post. And I love being in those places. In the sea or the wind so that everything goes oddly quiet.

Thanks for sharing :)

[michaelboy]

You're so very welcome!