Walking Articulates Both Physical And Mental Freedom.

Eduardo Galeano Notes That America Was Conquered, But Not Discovered, That The Men Who Arrived With A Religion To Impose And Dreams Of Gold Never Really Knew Where They Were, And That This Discovery Is Still Taking Place In Our Time.

We Are Often In Two Places At Once. In Fact We Are Usually In At Least Two Places And Occasionally The Contrast Is Evident....here, Most Often, Is Nothing More Than The Best Perspective To Contemplate There.

When I Think About, Say, 1995, Or Whever The Last Moment Was Before Most Of Us Were On The Internet And Had Mobile Phones, It Seems Like A Hundred Years Ago. ... Time Passed In Fairly Large Units, Or At Least Not In Milliseconds And Constant Updates. A Few Hours Wasn't Such A Long Time To Go Between Moments Of Contact With Your Work, Your People Or Your Trivia.

The Battle With Men Who Explain Things Has Trampled Down Many Women - Of My Generation, Of The Up-and-coming Generation We Need So Badly, Here And In Pakistan And Bolivia And Java, Not To Speak Of The Countless Women Who Came Before Me And Were Not Allowed Into The Laboratory, Or The Library, Or The Conversation, Or The Revolution, Or Even The Category Called Human.

The Bigness Of The World Is Redemption. Despair Compresses You Into A Small Space, And A Depression Is Literally A Hollow In The Ground. To Dig Deeper Into The Self, To Go Underground, Is Sometimes Necessary, But So Is The Other Route Of Getting Out Of Yourself, Into The Larger World, Into The Openness In Which You Need Not Clutch Your Story And Your Troubles So Tightly To Your Chest.