Here we are in February of 2016, and on a day that has meaning of all kinds or none at all. I like to celebrate love, and want to share something from an author I love in honor of whatever this day means to you.
Annie Dillard’s writing is rooted in the Tao, and the graphic descriptions of nature are sometimes sharp as they are in this piece. If you choose not to follow the link to the full short story, may this serve as your valentine:
“The weasel lives in necessity and we live in choice, hating necessity and dying at the last ignobly in its talons. I would like to live as I should, as the weasel lives as he should. And I suspect that for me the way is like the weasel’s: open to time and death painlessly, noticing everything, remembering nothing, choosing the given with a fierce and pointed will.”
– Annie Dillard, “Living Like Weasels”
Full short story HERE.