recently i came upon this site... not sure how it happened, but then, there i was. dangerous stuff we have here - dangerous to my wanderlust. i have never been more tempted to run out into the middle of a forest, build a cabin, and live there forever. these spaces may be speaking to the part of me that currently wants nothing more than to pick up, move away, and start again. but even if that's the case, it does not take away from the fact that sometimes we all need a space that we can relax in - a wooden haven.
whether it be the inside of a cabin (like this beauty above), or the sheer magnificence of a small space that simply exists within a huge outdoor playground. either way, i want all of them.
it's as though we all need to remove our minds, bodies, hearts, limbs, and brains from the rush we encounter daily. to submit ourselves wholly to a space where we need to be with ourselves - and only ourselves - takes a huge leap. a lot of comfort in oneself, a lot of comfort in silence, and in the magnitude of solitude. and yet, this - to me - is a requirement of humanity. if you cannot be alone, what can you be?
perhaps that's what it is about these stunningly beautiful spaces that i ogle over - nose to computer screen, eyes wide, drool falling from mouth ogle. perhaps it is not just the environment and the structures themselves, but the idea of lonliness and solitude (in the best way) that comes along with these spaces. the alone time i crave - i have always craved.
to breathe fresh air. to walk uninhibited through rocks, trees, water - without the rush of the traffic, the people around you and the ticking hands of a clock to guide you. to simply walk - with no intention. to gather with your vision the landscape. to ride, swim or transcend the earth's space surrounding you....
CABIN PORN. this is not a joke people. cabin porn is no more a joke than other weird fetish porn (ok... for record, that is sort of a joke, and i'm NOT into weird porn. not that weird porn is bad, i'm just not into it... oh gosh). whether it be on a mountain, on a lake, in a forest, through a rock cliff... all spaces devoid of the rush of our common current lifestyles - and what a spot of silence wouldr do for you - if not refresh your mind, body and soul.
a quiet wonderland. a small piece of heaven.
it's as though we all need to remove our minds, bodies, hearts, limbs, and brains from the rush we encounter daily. to submit ourselves wholly to a space where we need to be with ourselves - and only ourselves - takes a huge leap. a lot of comfort in oneself, a lot of comfort in silence, and in the magnitude of solitude. and yet, this - to me - is a requirement of humanity. if you cannot be alone, what can you be?
perhaps that's what it is about these stunningly beautiful spaces that i ogle over - nose to computer screen, eyes wide, drool falling from mouth ogle. perhaps it is not just the environment and the structures themselves, but the idea of lonliness and solitude (in the best way) that comes along with these spaces. the alone time i crave - i have always craved.
to breathe fresh air. to walk uninhibited through rocks, trees, water - without the rush of the traffic, the people around you and the ticking hands of a clock to guide you. to simply walk - with no intention. to gather with your vision the landscape. to ride, swim or transcend the earth's space surrounding you....
.... all of these things speak to me like porn. straight up, weirdo, wilderness loving porn.