“But the love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyond reach; it is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us and sustains us, the only home we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need — if only we had the eyes to see. Original sin, the true original sin, is the blind destruction for the sake of greed of this natural paradise which lies all around us — if only we were worthy of it.”
~Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire
You smell the sweet, sharp scent of wet wood. You hear the soft pat pat pat of the rain on the bulbous leaves sheltering you. You feel the weak crunch of soiled twigs and sticks as you make your way through the lushous brush. You see every shade of every color you’ve ever known; all of them growing, twisting, and knotting themselves into trees, birds, flowers, and insects. You taste the life and the freshness of the air, breathing in and out.
Where are you?
Are you in a forest? Are you out in nature? In a park? On a deserted island?
Better yet, where are these places? Where is the forest? Where is nature?
Edward Abbey, a famous essayist, sought to find an answer to these questions. A fierce lover of nature, Abbey often found answers by exploring canyons and mountains and rivers and everything beautiful that you and I wish we could see every day. Abbey realized that nature is everywhere. Nature does not cease to exist because someone built a highway or an office building. The city in which one commutes to work is no less of a forest than Sequoia National Park; the only difference is that our society has overrun the city and squashed its soil with our concrete such that it can no longer breathe. The bridge over which one crosses every day to work is no less a river than the rushing water below it. The bedroom in which one sleeps contains no less crisp air than the fresh air on the other side of the window pane. In other words, there is no true divide between our world and the wilderness other than the walls we build in our minds. By dissociating the wilderness with where we live and work, we stop taking responsibility for our space. Further, we become blinded to the consequences of our actions towards the environment, as our morality is defined by proximity. If nature is some distant land, we’re not so inclined to take care of it. But if nature is our street…well, then, maybe we would stop to pick up the McDonald’s wrapper lying beside the sewer. Maybe we’d be careful with what comes out of the chimney. Maybe we would step around the dandelions in the yard instead of stepping on them…because we wouldn’t treat a national park like that, so why should we treat our homes, cities, and farms any differently?
It’s important to remember that we are never truly escaping nature, and we are never truly disconnected from it. Whether you’re at the climbing gym, at home, at work, or at the crag, you’re in the wilderness. It’s just up to you to decide how you’re going to treat it.
Snuggled tight, you hear the echo of the rain on your sill (or is the faucet dripping?). Taking a whiff, you smell the faintest hint of wet dog. Peering around, you see the lightest black shapes illuminated by the moonlight. Tired, you let your eyelids fall as you are carried away into the flowing abyss of sleep…gently floating farther and farther away.
Where are you?
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Very well said, thank you!
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Thanks, Robyn!
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This is such an exquisite piece! I love the way you brought nature back home to the reader’s mind and reconnected the reader with what is truly, inevitably, going to be our responsibility more and more in the coming days as well as TODAY. This piece leaves me thinking about the fact that I love the dandelions in my yard and always feel bad when I accidentally step on a bug that was just living its little life to the fullest and happened to be crossing the man-made sidewalk that I was walking down as it crossed. Excellent piece!
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Thank you so much! I feel the same way about those little bugs.
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Beautifully written and so very true. 🙂
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Thank you!
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I love Edward Abbey. What a lovely way to start my day (if only my coffee lasted longer). I am nature. “It” and I have no boundaries between us. It’s the truth behind everything, the first and last word.
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-call-of-the-wild/
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I think Abbey is awesome too. Yes, that’s a great way to look at it! Not only are our surroundings nature, but ourselves too. Thanks for the link, I will be sure to check it out!
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Thank you 💗
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Of course, thanks Jen!
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Just Beautiful 🙂 Bless!
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Thank you! 🙂
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I posted long ago about finding the beauty of the weeds growing in the cracks in the sidewalk and in the honest sweat of the people who poured them. I think this is saying something similar.
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That’s really interesting, I think they are very similar. I’d love to read it if you could send a link!
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My house is just up the street/hill from a large river, so I definitely get this. I see eagles and hawks when I go run/ride, right in the middle of the city.
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Oh that’s so awesome! That must be an incredible experience.
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“It’s important to remember that we are never truly escaping nature, and we are never truly disconnected from it.” That’s a great thought to remember.
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I think so! It’s nice to remember that you’re always connected.
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Love this post. When I read it, it takes me to 2 places. I live right down the hill from a lake and then about 5 mins away from a redwood park. In my mind when I read this I can picture those places. 🙂
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Thank you! That’s so cool! I’m glad you have these places nearby.
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You’re welcome! I can’t wait to read more of your blog. 😊
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Sweet, thanks! I look forward to hearing your thoughts!
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Nature is where your heart is. I don’t always get to get to the mountains, etc, but I can always go to my backyard and sit in a lawn chair and watch the different birds fight over the seed I put out, I can watch the rabbits hop through the yards, or the bees buzzing around collecting their pollen. I can drive out on the country roads just over the hill, and see deer, coyotes (once in awhile), hawks swooping down on their prey, or a field mouse dash across the road in front of me. God & mother nature are too big to be confined to the wilderness, and if you think you can’t see nature or wilderness because you’re not ‘out in it’, then you haven’t opened your eyes and really looked.
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😍beautiful! And very true! It’s all a matter of perception.
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When I’m running on the trails, I feel such a strong connection. Your words expressed a lot about what I feel when I’m outside in the forest.
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Thank you, I’m glad you could connect to my thoughts! I must agree, running on trails is a rather distinguishable experience. How do you feel when you’re running in the forest?
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I feel more care-free and in the present. I used to listen a lot more to music and audio books when I ran only on the roads. A couple of friends were always running in the trails, and I figured I’d try it out. Game changer, life changer. How often do you run?
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That’s so awesome! I run pretty much every weekday, but sometimes I bike instead just because of back problems. I’ve been meaning to get on some trails, because I think that’d be way more rewarding than street running, but I worry about safety. Any tips for that? I guess running in groups?
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I kept off the trails until recently for the same reason. If you ever go to an ultra/trail event, you’ll notice the old to young ratio is much higher than at a 5K. It’s actually better on your body because the ground is softer and more forgiving. The first lesson I learned is how important having a rock plate in your shoes is. That way, you can focus on not tripping rather than pain from little rocks. Also, be happy with a slower pace and run with your eyes on the ground in the beginning.
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That makes a lot of sense! I’ll have to give it a shot soon. Thanks for the tips!
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Love this…so eloquent and descriptive. I pictured where I was so easily.
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Thank you! What did it look like to you?
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It looked like the inside of a cabin at my favorite backcountry lodge
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That sounds cozy!
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I tried to read Desert Solitaire. I’ve had it recommended to me so many times, but I just couldn’t get into it. This essay, though, is lovely. All your sentiments about nature are so relatable.
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I’ve been meaning to read it, too. Abbey, to me, can be rather hard to follow and his ambivalence can be confusing. Thank you! I think they’re all things that everyone can relate to, because we all live in and are sustained by nature.
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Absolutely loved this piece! So well-written and beautiful, the musings are beyond relatable and described perfectly. Love it!
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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Leave it better than you found it. Its a concept that applies to being a steward of nature and forests and treating people kindly and even includes the mess of crumbs on a kitchen counter. Whatever it is, just Leave It Better. Happy trails!
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Very true! That’s always a good thing to remember. Thanks, Paul!
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The wilderness is inside you, just waiting for you to look inward and find it.
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Facts, Fred! It’s all about your sight.
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My heart often aches for nature laboring in the urban environments to survive.
It doesn’t seem right. Like abandoned children, naked, playing in mud holes.
You want to pick them up and wash them and feed them and clothe them and love them.
The sparrows and the squirrels, the eagles and the moles will not let me pick them up.
Somehow, they survive, even thrive, in this crowded, noisy, dirty dangerous environment.
I wish they could all swim and fly and crawl off to someplace more suitable to fragile, pristine, natural beings.
There must be some place we haven’t ruined.
Or is there?
Seek peace,
Paz
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That’s very insightful, Paz! Thank you for sharing! It’s true, but important to remember that we, humans, are too a part of nature. Perhaps that means we have neglected more? Or perhaps that means there are some purities left? Perhaps both.
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Thanks for the like , it has been a very trying week for our community with the death of the two girls and the other two still in hospital and looking at long recovery
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I’m so sorry for you and your community’s situation! I wish all of you the best in the weeks to come and hope you can maintain strength to get through it!
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