There is something meditative about being in this field. A slightly altered state of mind.
Rhythms form over time, linked by the experiences of previous visits. Revisiting drives my growing curiosity.
I visit those areas I have been before, those corners I have tucked myself into on a previous occasion. That I have taken something away from. A thought, an object, an assumption. I revisit to look for changes in them and maybe in me, to discover something new.
I had a thought today that next time I visit, I will make my own mark, stake my own claim. I would usually approach a place as an observer, an outsider, but I want an active part in these places. I am an active part. I am a woman, lurking, searching, performing some kind of role. But I do not quite know what for or why.
