Monthly Archives: April 2012

I’m coming back soon, I promise

We all have our own stories about the places that matter to us, and about the ways in which our lives have been affected, and even shaped, by the places in which we live‘ (Jeff Malpas, 2008, p. 325).

Too windy to paddle, we take to the track.

 Chasing down friends, stopping to look through windows.

 

Convergence. 

Opening up.

Perspective.
Smooth, smooth, smooth… 

I enter the heathland and it enters my space. For a walk we enmesh.



‘Is our connection to place merely a contingent , an accidental feature of human life and experience? Is our connection to place merely a residue of the way human beings used to live – tied to a particular town, village or locality, and often having little or no experience of the world outside a certain narrow region? Perhaps it is the globalised contemporary world, in which air travel brings everywhere to within little more than a day’s journey, and in which the electronic media can connect us with just about anywhere at the press of a button or the click of a mouse, the idea that we have a special sense of place will come to seem rather old-fashioned, and the very notion of a special sense of place merely another form of nostalgia for a past that is no longer relevant or real’ (Jeff Malpas, 2008, p. 326).

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Riding the coast, night and day

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Bones

The bones of the beach lie exposed at low tide,
a poetry of the place is emerging.
Sound of the wind blowing through the sheoaks,
turquoise and blue smiling back at me from the water.
Puffy-cloud ships sailing past,
they’re in no hurry today.
Dwelling… here in this place.
Something has shifted for me,
almost like the softening of scar tissue.
Not sure that it is a vulnerability,
just an opening to see, hear, feel, smell and ‘listen’
to be with…
Hesitation to enmesh,
I visualise self and place like tissue fibers re-knitting in the heal of a cut.

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