Life Is A Strange Loop, Gestures of Creation & Renaissance Humanity

A few weeks ago, someone wrote these comments:

As I read this I thought to myself, I’m not experiencing the world this way.
And wondered if perhaps it’s because I walk in nature so much.

The second sentence grabbed my imagination. I felt there was something in that statement worth pondering.
I decided to hold that statement in my mind and heart while on my walks.

After a few days, a thought percolated into my awareness, “Life is a strange loop”. I kept getting this phrase during the night.

On 16 February, I realized it was related to the statement that I had decided to hold in mind and heart while I walked.

"Yet, at the same time, is is everywhere if we find a way to tap into it against all odds against us on this planet."

I have two books on my shelves with the phrase “strange loop” in the titles.
One by Joseph Chilton Pearce, a favorite author, titled, “Strange Loops and Gestures of Creation”.
Another by Douglas Hofstadter, an interesting thinker, “I Am A Strange Loop”.
The first book seems the more relevant to the statement pondered.
I’ve started rereading both these books.

I wish I had time to deep dive on them.

That’ll have to wait until I’m finished with the Appalachian Trail thru-hike.

There's a quote in Joseph Chilton Pearce's book that leaped out at me.

"We are a billion heads and one heart."

 

An interesting aside, at least for me, is a poem by Antonio Machado.
It's quoted at the beginning of the last chapter of Joseph Chilton Pearce’s book.

Walker, your footsteps
are the road, and nothing more.

Walker, there is no road,
the road is made by walking.

Walker, you make the road,
and turning to look behind
you see the path you never
again will step upon.

Walker, there is not road,
only foam trails on the sea.​