Bio-mimicry. Perch-view thinking…
I have been craving the perspective of a high up above place.
The birds eye /hawks nest/ long range view of the world, and our tiny footsteps within it. It conjures wide lens thinking. Patience. An innate sense of wholeness.
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Sometimes it can feel quite murky from the forest floor level of living. Lush, and saturated by stunning summer growth, but also crowded by an ever-enveloping jungle; human or otherwise.
The vistas from way up here, where the birds ride great thermals and you can see for hundreds of miles in every direction; the crevices of valley,
the shape of peak,
even the patterns of the wingspan from above gives great levity
to thought.
Distance lends its welcomed hand in the
long game views.
Indeed, it even offers majesty through its revelations. What wonderful, tiny creatures we are. What a vast world surrounds us. What a much larger orchestra is at hand. Our presence is simply bellows.
breath and heart.
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The power of perspective is a
magnificent, holy tool.
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The feral viewpoint will always be my religion.
- Leah Song Musings…