Land is hard to come by these days. The big adjustment of relocating from the city to the country, is the moving away from the womb-like (Otto Rank) environment of familiarity and safety, which has all the "creature comforts" of modernity, to a place with more woods/nature than concrete and structures. But after a few cycles/years of adjusting and unfolding the expectations of civilization back into a natural setting, it grabs you and you see it. The force of nature intertwines into your DNA, and its rhythms become your rhythms. At least that's how I would describe it happening to me. Once I moved into this place, it was inevitable. I heard music. I apprehended inspiration. I became conscious of my own consciousness. And I share it in a majority of my creations.
Nature has a way. The question is, can we submit to such sublimity?
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