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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Monday, March 10, 2008
    In Praise of Walking
    Early one morning, any morning, we can set out, with the least possible baggage, and discover the world.

    It is quite possible to refuse all the coercion, violence, property, triviality, to simply walk away.

    That something exists outside ourselves and our preoccupations, so near, so readily available, is our greatest blessing.

    Walking is the human way of getting about.

    Always, everywhere, people have walked, veining the earth with paths, visible and invisible, symmetrical or meandering.

    There are walks on which we tread in the footsteps of others, walks on which we strike out entirely for ourselves.

    A journey implies a destination, so many miles to be consumed, while a walk is its own measure, complete at every point along the way.
    The opening lines of In Praise of Walking by poet Thomas A. Clark. Each line is a little world to be savoured... just like the experiences on a good slow walk. Thanks to Keith for this - who tells me he's organising the first Holmfirth Arts Festival in June: check it out here.