communication as embodied Landscape

Walking in the woods is not a monologue.
It is not just the quiet indulgence of song, silence, smell, and peace.
The forest does not let us walk alone. It listens, and it answers.
It is you and the living forest; that is a polylogue.

The forest is not static, and neither should we be in our walk. How can we communicate if we vibrate differently?
The trees are swaying even when we do not feel the wind.The soil is breathing with threads of mycelium.
The air is full of whispers, of wings, of microbes, of seeds. There is sap pulsing and water running.
If we are rigid, if we walk as if on straight lines, how can we be in rhythm with this living body?

If there are paths to follow, let them be trodden like a dance. Let them move. Play along.
Feel how your steps soften into soil, how your body bends like branches, how your breath joins the rustle of leaves.
Nothing in nature is without motion. Everything trembles, stretches, sprouts, decays. It is a symphony and at the same time, it is an audience.
It wants to receive you. Your song, your dance, your non-linear walk, your full-body engagement in sound and movement.
Walking is not simply transit; walking is a melody. Walking should be rhythmic in its movement, alive with the pulse of the land.

I feel like the forest accepts me more as kin when I don’t merely walk through it, but become it: in movement, dance, and song.
These are the rare moments when I feel like I’m living in a body that I love and understand, a body that is no longer separate, a body that is being understood,
that I am—and we are—breathing as the same body. That there is a language beyond words, a language that carries all meaning.

The forest seems to ease around me when I move in its rhythm. It no longer holds its breath or braces itself, but settles, unguarded.
Attunement softens the threshold between bodies; the forest leans closer, no longer cautious but curious.

Perception here becomes more than observation; it becomes communion. Its unveiling is also my own.

// from Studies in communication as embodied Landscape

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