After my daughter died I also spent a long time homeless, living under an overpass in a kind of profound state of zombie grief and loss that some of us encounter along the way.
The houses those spirits lived in were slightly bigger than‘a dog house.' Their ceilings were not even‘1 meter' high. So they were living with their backs bent'90 degrees.' When she* saw me, her thoughts came back to life.
The Inuits, whose lives until a few decades ago was exactly that of 100 and 1000 years ago has now changed completely… it was a life of hunting and fishing, of families that shared everything because nothing was superfluous and everything was functional to the life of the community.
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