The heart and soul of life is the love of life. Loving life is being alive in the fullest sense of the word. How do we exhibit our love of life? How would our life know that we love it–that we love being alive? How do we relish, cherish, adore, delight in being alive?
Where are we most alive? Most aware of being alive? I am outdoors, near water, walking in woods in the proximity of rocks. That is my sanctuary. My holy place.
Hanging Rock State Park in North Carolina is a perfect environment for me to relish the wonder of being alive. North Carolina is the right kind of place for me to be. To just be.
Where are the places where you belong?
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