today i was hiking through the still woods off old samish. it was a beautiful but brisk day and i could see my breath. as i came over a hill and looked down the trail before me i saw a shaved-headed, brown-robed monk walking barefoot up the path. amid the moss-covered boulders and mysterious old cedars he looked so otherworldly and so natural that for a split second i lost my reality.
i felt certain that i'd wondered into some magical land. i wasn't scared - just surprised. it only lasted a moment, this fall through the looking glass, because he was followed by a normal looking guy in a patagonia fleece and hiking boots.
i was utterly disoriented as i realized that no - this was regular reality - it just happened to contain a barefoot monk hiking to cedar lake. after i'd passed them, exchanging pleasantries, i felt so disappointed that i hadn't somehow stumbled into a magical, mythical land. then i re-evaluated that thought and felt incredibly overjoyed that the world i live in is so inherently magical that something like that occurs on an average tuesday. i felt happy that life is so surprising and silly and full of possibility.
and i really wished you were there.
i felt certain that i'd wondered into some magical land. i wasn't scared - just surprised. it only lasted a moment, this fall through the looking glass, because he was followed by a normal looking guy in a patagonia fleece and hiking boots.
i was utterly disoriented as i realized that no - this was regular reality - it just happened to contain a barefoot monk hiking to cedar lake. after i'd passed them, exchanging pleasantries, i felt so disappointed that i hadn't somehow stumbled into a magical, mythical land. then i re-evaluated that thought and felt incredibly overjoyed that the world i live in is so inherently magical that something like that occurs on an average tuesday. i felt happy that life is so surprising and silly and full of possibility.
and i really wished you were there.
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