"Walking can provoke abundances of beauty that turn the soul over, excesses of ecstasy on the peaks, the high passes (where the body explodes) . . . By walking you are not going to meet yourself. By walking, you escape from the very idea of identity, the temptation to be someone, to have a name and history . . . The freedom in walking lies in not being anyone; for the walking body has no history, it is just an eddy in the stream of immemorial life."
Frederic Gros,
"A Philosophy of Walking"
Photos: Emerald Lake Trail, Rocky Mountain National Park, CO, November 24, 2014
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