The feel of a canoe gunnel at the thigh, the splash of flying spray in the face, the rhythm of the snowshoe trail, the beckoning of far-off hills and valleys, the majesty of the tempest, the calm and silent presence of the trees that seem to muse and ponder in their silence; the trust and confidence of small living creatures, the company of simple men; these have been my inspiration and my guide. Without them I am nothing.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep connection to nature as a source of inspiration and guidance in life.
In this quote, Grey Owl reflects on the profound impact that nature and its elements have had on his life. He describes various experiences, from the feel of a canoe gunnel to the presence of trees, emphasizing that these moments and connections with the natural world have shaped his identity and purpose. Without this relationship with nature, he feels he would lack meaning and direction.
In practice
This quote can inspire a discussion on the importance of nature in our lives during a community meeting.
I'd like to see the giant squid. Nobody has ever seen one. I could tell you people who have spent thousands and thousands of pounds trying to see giant squid. I mean, we know they exist because we have seen dead ones. But I have never seen a living one. Nor has anybody else.
I really haven't liked the commercialization of mountaineering, particularly of Mt. Everest. By paying $65,000, you can be conducted to the summit by a couple of good guides.
Sara Scherr and Jeff McNeely have given us a thoughtful, sensible book about a topic of great importance to the world. There is no food security, no poverty reduction, no environmental sustainability without transforming our agricultural practices. The book ?presents well documented cases of best practices from all over the world. It should be required reading for all concerned with agriculture, the environment, food security or just the future of our children.
Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow
We cannot live without the Earth or apart from it, and something is shrivelled in a man's heart when he turns away from it and concerns himself only with the affairs of men
The sweet small clumsy feet of april came into the ragged meadow of my soul.
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