We always yearn for nature not because our lives are too intense and too hard and we are looking for a way out - No! That’s not it, because we all know that no matter how many times we take that long awaited vacation to the paradise islands and no matter how many times we go swimming with the dolphins and their trainers, take a few selfies, we are going to come back to our same old sink hole, filled with previously piled up sludge - yes, dry and crusty on the surface perhaps, but pretty soft and stinky to its core - a cozy home for the most exquisite parasites to live and grow in.
I would like to think that we yearn for nature because when we look at it, I mean really look at it, we know nature does not have or know of such thing as fear - hence its magnificence and beauty. Why do we feel good in her presence? I don’t know, maybe because we feel a certain familiarity there. But for certain inexplicable reasons, we still fail to fully recognize nature in our own likeness and never ask ourselves the most urgent question of all: where the hell is the part of that beautiful mountain that fears the time when it will no longer be? What, we assume that nature is a lifeless and an inorganic “thing” with no feelings and has an intelligence deficiency? Isn’t it nature that carries out a trillion or more unimaginably multiplex of creative processes in a fraction of a second? Where is the part in nature that separates humans from that whole process?
There is no such separation. We are all part of the same process. We are one with nature and that is the reason we feel good in nature’s embrace. It is like going home. Unless we recognize that reality in us as an abiding way of being, we are doomed to our stinky sinkholes
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Walt Whitman wrote, “I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars.”
He was basically saying that We are It - in Sanskrit तत्त्वमसि (Tat Tvam Asi)
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