19 Apr 2010, 10:12am
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on clinging

from a book i started a few months ago, forgot about, picked up again before i came here, and have been completely enamored of for the past few days:

I am getting hardened: I walk lighter, stumble less, with more spring in leg and lung, keeping my center of gravity deep in the belly, and letting that center ’see.’ At these times, I am free of vertigo, even in dangerous places; my feet move naturally to firm footholds, and I flow. But sometimes for a day or more, I lose this feel of things, my breath is high up in my chest, and then I cling to the cliff edge as to life itself. And of course it is this clinging that gets people killed: ‘to clutch,’ in ancient Egyptian, ‘to clutch the mountain,’ in Assyrian, were euphemisms that signified ‘to die.’

—peter matthiessen, the snow leopard. a really beautiful book.

i am in the bay area for a few days, learning some things about my past and my future. on my fourth visit since january 2008, this place is starting to feel inevitable.



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