15 Fri, 2010 § 5 Comments
As a child I played in the gaps between buildings…fallow land, abandoned lots, open fields, muddy bogs…& untouched sand mines. Formed through misplanning, they were our empire, the empire of children.
Ours was a dirty, unused place with snakes, lizards, frogs, insects of every category & wild vegetation.
Children instinctively understand the language of nature. They can read it, if only they’re allowed to climb the fence & play undisturbed.
But the city gardeners arrive — the eliminators of mystery, the killers of empty spaces. They move, pave & plant in zones where children & teenagers once played.
They pave the paths people may walk upon & frame the off-limit grass with perfectly composed borders. The flowers live in identical pots of cement.
Naturalness is understood as the annihilation of spontaneity through perfect gardening.
-adapted from Design Anarchy
Salt Lake City is beautiful in many ways & special to me. Coming from a small town, its vast population introduced me to diversity & taught me there exists infinite ways of thinking. I learned tolerance & began to appreciate individual uniqueness that lends to the world’s beauty. I took my first steps here on the road to truly finding myself — rather than selecting from a pre-designed list — & embraced inner searching.
It is here that I met Dave, finally embraced loved activities & discovered many new passions like rock climbing, biking, food, kayaking, knitting & photography. SLC shook me out of my rut & helped me to openly love life & myself.
Now, sometimes it is difficult to still see all the reasons I loved SLC…as it moves farther from nature & a sense of community.
Anymore, even during these beautiful, intimate glimpses nature permits us, there is still the nagging voice of “civilization” [often hummed in form of marketing] lingering in the background or muffling the open spaces that people once strolled…together.
Yes, we do still find some escape & cherish its beauty,
yet even here, we are still smothered by the exhaust-filled canyons.
It is time to move on…maybe for a time…maybe forever…
I love Salt Lake, I do. As we come to this crossroad, I say my goodbyes to a place that intimately shaped who I am now, taking with me what I have learned & love. I am ready to create new experiences, continue to search & live.
Have you ever said goodbye? Have you ever stayed in a place long enough to watch it move farther from what you loved?