I sing the body electric,
The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And disrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.

Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch’d from,
The scent of these arm-pits is aroma finer than prayer,
If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it,
I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious,

 I find no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones.
                      - Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
- John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir

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In addition to the book I’m working on (Creating A Life Worth Living: The Art Of Living And Creating On Your Own Terms) I’m also working on several journals with thought-provoking quotes on the gentle arts of a well-lived life, and accompanied by either blank or lined pages for journal notes.

These include:

• The Wisdom Of The Old Backwoods Wanderers: Thoreau, Emerson, Burroughs, Muir, from which the selections above are taken.

• Love, Gratitude and the Beauty Of Wild Places

• A Creativity Journal

• The Heron Dance Poetry Diary (new edition).

• A Rumi Journal

• A Taoism Journal

• An Adventure Journal

• A Rilke Journal

• A Simplicity Journal

I hope to publish these one by one over the next several months.