A nota bene to my last post

The "seeing" that I am referring to is really a "doing" it is an act) - a practical way back into the world; trustingly to be commingled in it in an *immediate* way (without dividing the world into subject-object); about reinhabiting reality. It is the insight I think dear Spinoza was pointing us towards, as well as what Paul Wienpahl was trying to do. It is also what I sense Thoreau was trying to show us in Walden.

The picture in this post is one of Herbert Wendell Gleason's photos of Walden Pond.


Yewtree said…
Nice to see a picture of Walden Pond. I'm currently reading March by Geraldine Brooks (as reviewed by Cliff Reed in The Inquirer).