“Properly attended to, even a saltmarsh mosquito is capable of evoking reverence. See those white and…”
“Properly attended to, even a saltmarsh mosquito is capable of evoking reverence. See those white and black striped stockings on legs thinner than a needle? Where in those legs is there room for knees? And yet see how they bend, as the bug lowers herself to your flesh. Soon you and she will be blood kin. Your itch is the prices of her life. Swat her if you must, but not without telling her she is beautiful first.”
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Barbara Brown Taylor, An Altar in the World
Marveling at insects always reminds me of this passage. Earlier in the paragraph, the author says that “reverence may take all kinds of forms, depending on what it is that awakens awe in you by reminding you of your true size.”
(via isopod)
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