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Place, Soul, and Wendell Berry: Being in Conscious Relationship

I find myself musing repeatedly on a sense of place these days. Perhaps ‘musing’ isn’t the optimal word; maybe it’s something more like ’steeping’ which implies a full-bodied, brewed, somatic sense of what I’m feeling. Or ’soaking,’ which also feels closer to the mark; a saturation of the bodysoul while absorbing the uniqueness of the

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