ABSTRACT
Aptly enough, this passage by Søren Kierkegaard is from his book Fear and Trembling. It provides a rather fitting introduction to a volume on the myriad relationships between the body and the mind, between the social imagination, the environment and the adventurous spirit. It is especially riveting since such a poetic evocation is crucial in trying to capture in language the full force of meaning intrinsic to those types of substantial experiential sensations which largely exist outside the linguistic realm – out of descriptive reach, just beyond the logical progression of words.
