"deliverance will not come from
the rushing noisy centers of civilization."
I had some questions around the word deliverance
when I considered sharing this quote.
It brought up some unsavory thoughts in my mind.
However, when I saw Miriam Webster's
first definition was "liberation", I proceeded.
There are other associations I'm going to dismiss.
"It will come from the lonely places."
It's hard to admit I have lonely places.
Not solitude as in happily engaged with
my own adventures; which is where I'm drawn to,
but lonely as in forlorn, missing out, blue.
Is that where liberation comes from?
I know my appreciation for the medicine
I receive from going outside
when feeling lonely, blue, confused,
undecided and/or overwhelmed
grows as the years stack up.
I’m thinking Mother Earth
could be the best path to deliverance.
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