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The Sparkling World


November 9, 2016

I am standing in a field. It is my first vivid glimpse of the world, an impression of light flickering through towering gum trees, the clacking of leaves and birdsong, a breeze loaded with the scent of eucalyptus. The grass underfoot is cool and damp. It is a memory that predates my ability to describe the moment. It is sensual. An airy, formless experience.

This world has seized my three-year-old self with a power that is greater than my ability to understand it or to speak of it. It defies the narrowness of words. I am at one with this sparkling world.

It is joy. It is peace.

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