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Kimberly Warner's avatar

Fascinating take-away. And not dissimilar from my own after traveling through Europe solo in my early twenties. I avoided hostels, American and Aussie's and instead shared company with my journal, my backpack and the many kitchens, gardens and communities that traded a bed for work. Without attachments, each day became an opportunity to listen to life and respond to where he/she/it wanted me to go. What conversations I needed to have. What experiences were the next part of my shaping. And the more I shed, the more easily it all seemed to happen, serendipity and magic became regular occurrences. Perhaps that's what you mean by God as a Steering of Selves— a force of collision so life may know itself through infinite relation.

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Michael's avatar

So, so good! As with each description of the events you describe, I see it in my mind’s eye. Guys standing around a fire, burning stuff - I see it - not likely as you do, but a scene created “AI like” in my head, but better. Your acquaintance from the road, met by chance, met again by chance. That visual is just there in my head.

I read a lot - I knew what hobbits looked like before the movies were made because kindly Professor T had already created them in his mind and transmitted them to mine (and many millions of others). Your writing is much the same - your description works so well of the circumstances and physical surroundings that the meaning of guys around a fire burning stuff is a given. Of course you were going to have a final conversation with a person you’d shared some positive, meaningful interaction with, because that loop wouldn’t have found its resolution without that particular place in time. You have an extraordinary ability to place the observer, the unseen reader “right there” - the one place, the only place that will work for the reader to discover the necessity of that particular moment of insight. We’ll done, sir!

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