Being at this phenomenal waterfall (yesterday) about 1/2 mile down the road from my house conjured up some primal instincts to just run with the wolves, drop all modern life, be a nomad (not a regular hippy but more like a tribal earth dwelling chick) , and eat dandelions and wild game to survive. Basically I felt a woosh of Pocahontas-ness envelope my soul. It's not the first time I felt like that, usually when it's Spring, Summer and Fall it overcomes me - cause Winter sends me inside a warm cozy house faster then you can say Not.A.Ho Tribe. My question is, do you think it would strengthen ones health to live in the wild or weaken it? That's the on going struggle of my inner 'cowgirl and indian'...
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