"There had never been anything wrong in my life that a few good days in the wilderness wouldn't cure." --Pam Houston
"A literature of bloodstains, a bit of piss, a whiff of estrus, a hit of rut, a scrape on a sapling, and long gone." --Gary Snyder
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"Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons in stones."
ReplyDelete—John Burroughs
Hmmm. Well, whether whether you call it a "sermon" or a "teaching" may be semantics...or a question of tone or intent...or maybe not. But in any case, I bet somebody like Ed Abbey would maintain that rocks can "speak" whatever you may call the way they are doing it.
ReplyDeleteI agree with you.
ReplyDeleteI posted that quote because, to me, it resonates with what Houston is saying... There's a correlation there...
Wilderness teaches us through the silent "speach" of the trees, wildflowers, water, and stones...
I think when we are open to it, what Nature "teaches" us will be far better than what humans "preach" to us...
Val,
ReplyDeleteYes, totally agreed. We are on the same page here. :)
Thanks for the clarification and for making me think a bit this morning.
"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs."
ReplyDelete-- Norman Maclean
RT,
ReplyDeleteNice. :) And it totally fits too.
One of my all time favorite lines in all of literature right there. Thanks for adding that to the mix.
The correlation between words and stones/rocks/whatever (or the human and the rest of the nature, or 'thoughts' and 'things') is wonderfully expressed in Snyder's poem 'Riprap': 'Lay down your words/Before your mind like rocks...each rock a word/a creek-washed stone...'
ReplyDeleteSW,
ReplyDeleteThank you! Most excellent.
FW,
ReplyDeleteFabulous post. Funny, it seems to be a theme with a few of us presently. love the last picture of the canoer--makes me breathe, long and deep breath.
peace,
molly