Walk for a hundred days...do it again. Now go by boat; see what Mark Twain was writing about. Now by bike; nothing like two wheels. Run a hundred miles through the woods to see what's lying at the bottom of the well. Good.
Go live alone on a mountain. Try to find words.
This has been my approach in experiencing the world. It isn't the right way - just a way. These words, the images, they are my interpretation of it all. I hope they find you well.
If you'd like to collaborate, please reach out and contact me. I look forward to seeing you up the trail.