“With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.” –William Wordsworth I recently began reading Becoming Animal: An Earthly Cosmology by David Abram. In his opening paragraph he talks about “blending our skin with the rain-rippled surface of rivers, mingling our ears with the thunder and the thrumming of frogs, and our eyes with the molten sky. Feeling the polyrhythmic pulse of this place.” He also says, “the power of language remains, first and…