31 Oct

Shivering toward its own creation

“I like to live in the sound of water, in the feel of mountain air. A sharp reminder hits me: this world is still alive; it stretches out there shivering toward its own creation, and I’m a part of it. Even my breathing enters into an elaborate give-and-take, this bowing to sun and moon, day or night, winter, summer, storm, still –- this tranquil chaos that seems to be going somewhere. This wilderness with a great peacefulness in it. This motionless turmoil, this everything dance.”

– Wiliam Stafford, “Time for Serenity, Anyone?” from the book *Even in Quiet Places*

© Rachael Ashe