“We need beauty because it makes us ache to be worthy of it.”
A late night talk with a high school friend brought me to this line from poet Mary Oliver. She spent her life writing about the wild. She reminds me what’s awesome about being human by deeply bowing to nature, again and again.
On our car ride, Kiyoshi and I talked about god, gurus, and human beauty. I don’t know what we said, exactly, but I do remember the experience. It feels like a small flame, still lit.
A lot of energy is spent to avoid feeling less than. Looking up to someone is an almost lost art.
Lately, I find admiring to be a great ache.