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Our Real Journey

Late afternoon sunlight casting patterns on the floor

“It may be that when we no longer know what to do,
we have come to our real work
and when we no longer know which way to go,
we have begun our real journey.

The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.”
Wendell Berr

Wendell Berry

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