‘The barriers that separate us from reality had thinned.’ Photo: by Jeremy Thomas on Unsplash
World view: Anne Wade’s Thought for the week
‘I was in no doubt that what I was seeing was absolute reality.’
by Anne Wade
8th December 2023
It was January 1968. I was twenty-seven, a Quaker for ten years. I was walking along the Dorset cliffs. Everything was grey and still: luminous pearly-grey light, flat grey sea, hard grey horizon, dead grey vegetation and mud. My mind was empty, its chatter stilled by walking.
