Gathering Moss
Reading keeps me humble and clothed in pants that fit. Should I get too big for my britches, books remind me exactly how little I know.
Take moss, for instance. Always there and rarely considered. I have totally taken moss for granted. Despite being galaxies unto themselves, I have never really given them the time of day.
Robin Wall Kimmerer changed that with her book Gathering Moss and one conversation with Krista Tippett.
The revelation of suddenly seeing what I was blind to only moments before is a sublime experience for me. p9
Same.
Now I, too, give thanks to the mosses. And to Robin Wall Kimmerer who told of the calm of the boundary layer; the wonder of what is omnipresent; and the resilience, persistence and reciprocity of the forest and its floor.