“Here my normal references dissolve…”

“Here my normal references dissolve, familiar modes of seeing and being falling away, senses derailed by the wild mind of the nameless, restoring me to my native sense of wonder for the startling mystery I live and breath and move within.

I nibble things as I move about, exploring the entangled realm with my teeth and tastebuds, imbibing the wildness.

I browse carefully on tender leaves, buds, small twigs, bark.

Sometimes I’ll munch a few grains of soil, or lick a rough rock.

Some of the liverworts taste spectacular.

I suspect it’s all highly mineralising, although that’s not the point.

I just want to get close.

Immersed in the intricate web of life, I feel a profound sense of belonging and a kinship billions of years deep…”