Today, World Environment Day, fills one with hope; it’s to honor what is gorgeous and essential. In our slippery existence, we can only do what we love; everything else is tasteless or even bitter soap.
If one loves stepping freely into unblemished water and air, meeting humid trees, or knowing animals, isn’t it by some little power we have over time, one’s active choice? The same small right one has against time can save these things with us.
To do something, to find unflinching, rapturous peace. It’s a form of love, the best and most defining human expression. This is active choice.
Alum Creek State Park, Lewis Center, Ohio. Est. 1974