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To me nature’s landscapes have the oneiric magic of the mythical beginnings of humanity. When I walk through them I strip off my culture, my education and civilized habits. Then, bare, innocent in a way, I face nature in its metaphysical significance. By which I mean that, inherent in its apparent multiplicity, is the revelation of the essence and unity of being. Then, also, I face my soul, which, without words, unites with the environment. Oh, how my spirit craves the repeating of this experience!
Newborn babies have something fascinating in their eyes. They seem to see the world purely, in a totally non-discriminating way. Their gaze reflects two different levels of perception: the inner and the outer realms. The inner one carries the prenatal life with it but undifferentiated from its new environment. The outer one is the slow awakening to distinctions. Some children seem to keep this dual gaze for many years. Looking into their eyes is like contemplating the endless space which carries matter, beyond the ego, a blinding serenity.
In the apotheosis of the senses, which is love-making, we tend towards the dissolution of our individuality, perpetuating the most ancient kind of communion with nature. We think that we know what we are doing then, but the perpetuation of the human species follows rules which are beyond our understanding.
Walking in nature is like wandering over a lover’s body. All the senses (including the subtlest ones) fully awakened, we look for these shelters of blissful and regenerative rest. For these places to generate the creative impetus, we need to leave the world of thoughts. The womb of a woman is the ideal (security) shelter. Walking in nature, the shadowy places attract us. A hollow in the ground, the shade of a tree with its comfortable roots, a cave, a stone jutting out, a hollow tree. All these places that animals seek out to protect themselves from the environment, these places attract us human beings much the same.
A hollow in the ground, the shade of a tree with its comfortable roots, a cave, a stone jutting out, a hollow tree.
All these places that animals seek out to protect themselves from the environment, these places attract us human beings much the same.
I dig because my instinct tells me to do so. I dig for food, I dig for shelter. I dig into my lover’s dark valley, looking for the source of moisture. I nose about under bushes, search, snuggle, try it. Always watchful, but also ready to let myself go.
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