An early sign of the gift, powerful and definitive, came when I reached the Sierra Nevada on my dissertation quest. Over the preceding days of driving a thousand plus miles, I had endured bouts of high anxiety. What on earth had I done by leaving a good job and taking off on a romantic journey that might only expose my incompetence as writer, Nature explorer, and scholar, and having no notion what I would do when (if) I successfully finished?
A Life Considered, page 65
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We recognize awakening when we experience it, wonder at the moment’s appearance and passing, and appreciate its teaching.
Reverence for Existence, page 58
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
~John Muir
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Dollars & Sense: Poison or Prudence
For those who worry about the prudence and spiritual health of certain segments of the U.S. population, new evidence is in that bears on the question. As a preliminary, can we agree that, while the dimension of spiritual health may be somewhat mysterious, it nonetheless yields a depiction in general terms that may potentially receive nearly universal agreement. Whereas the notion of prudence needs refinement, particularly regarding the matter of “prudence on behalf of what aim.” Let’s first consider the evidence and then move on to the issues just mentioned. An article datelined 20 September 2019 by Patricia Cohen appeared in the NY Times:...
It is the twenty-seventh of October now, and early in the morning. The moon is over the southwest mountains. It has definitely moved out of fullness, more noticeable than last night. I have never before asked when and where the moon changes phases. But now I know: always, everywhere, slowly.
Reverence for Existence, page 147
“Going to the woods is going home, for I suppose we came from the woods originally.”
But in some of nature’s forests, the adventurous traveler seems a feeble, unwelcome creature; wild beasts and the weather trying to kill him, the rank, tangled vegetation, armed with spears and stinging needles, barring his way and making life a hard struggle.
~ John Muir