can you sit still, relax enough to feel at one with the surroundings? Or must you fidget, finally stand up and wander off to stay busy? Many seem to lose that ability to just be…. Now when the river rises and fills with salmon, I may be a bit anxious too. But for now….easy does it.
“Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be
satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.”