Sure I long for a glass of good wine at the end of the day to help me wind down from the antics of the advertising world, but what I long for the most and what deeply connects me to my bigger self and the world in general is something as simple as walking barefoot on grass.
Grass under my feet.
The ground of nature,
What’s real, not constructed.
I often feel anxiety, stress and idiocy fall away instantly as I absorb some extraordinary energy coming from deep below.
It makes sense. More sense that what our ‘reality’ can offer.
You should try it.
(yes my feet look like Hobbit’s feet, but I’m ok with it)