We make our own rules out here.

When we’re Crossing The Wild Lands there is never really any firm ground to stand on. There is never really a completely reliable map. There are never really any past experiences or skills that provide the perfect tools to deal with the situation.

So if we walk on the ground with care, as though for the first time. And if we use the map cautiously, keeping our eyes upon the actual terrain. And if we hold any tools we do have flexibly and with a view to adaptation, then we should be alright.

Of course we might try to avoid the “wild lands” altogether. Safer that way perhaps.

Except that we can’t. Every second of our life counts as wild land territory. Every moment completely new. Every experience and sensation different from anything we might have known previously.

It’s either a freedom we can revel in, or one that we can sleep through. Mostly I’ve done a bit of both. But far more of the latter.

My eyes are a little bit wider to the reality now.

I’m making my own rules up out here.


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