“In every man’s heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.”
— Christopher Morley
I was alive for decades before I began to understand and name my own personal sources of refreshment and refueling. With joy I report: life has taken me to a place where I daily experience them in feast-ish proportions. When I am roving the trails on ranger duty, standing on the edge of canyons a couple thousand feet deep, staring at ragged mountains jutting two a a half miles above sea level, breathing in great lungfuls of silence, that ‘secret nerve’ is fully activated. At times it seems that my heart can barely survive the reverberations.
What stirs YOUR secret nerve? What fills you, satisfies you, nourishes your soul? I’d like to know.