Day 136i: Onward past the Pumpkins … (September 12, 2019)

I don’t like the word hike or even the thing itself. People ought never to hike anywhere – they should always saunter instead. Do you know the origin of the word saunter? It’s a beautiful word. Away back in the middle ages people used to go on pilgrimages to the Holy Land, and when people in the villages through which they passed asked where they were going they would often reply, ‘A la sainte terre’ — ‘To the Holy Land.’ And so they became known as sainte-terre-ers or saunterers. Now these roads and rivers and mountains are our own Holy Land, and we all ought to saunter through them reverently, never walk along them or ‘hike’ through them.” ~ via John Muir

“But see, in our great open clearings, how golden the melons lie;
Enrich them all with sweets and spices, and give us all the pumpkin-pie!”
~ via Margaret Junkin Preston

You be you and I’ll be me, today and today and today, and so let’s trust the future to tomorrow. Let’s let the stars keep track of us as we roll along, and let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet where they may. Our reunion will indeed come in its own way and time, so let us relax into the now, and allow that reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies! … Let us walk through our lives for peace and goodness, until justice rolls down upon us like water and righteousness washes over us like a mighty stream.” ~ via Jerry Spinelli & Martin Luther King Jr.