Finished my Thoreau research last night. Well, really, it was comprised of reading some of his works again along with a critical biography of the man, his times and the people who knew him. I really enjoyed how the biographer wrapped up many complex themes by actually walking to Walden Pond. Of course, gone were the paths from Concord to the Pond. Replaced by highways and roads that were, as his story went, treacherous enough that it worried both his son and wife.
He painted a picture of a man I would very much have liked to have known. Someone whom I’d be proud to have a piece of his thinking printed on my body as a reminder to myself that life is both complicated and simple at the same time.
Anyway, this is the page I dog eared and the block I underlined with the intent of sharing. As a city man who likes to go hiking and backpacking, it sort of pulls everything into focus in a nice tidy package. I think Brené Brown also talks about something like this in closing one of her books saying something like we are the wilderness ourselves.
“I was getting the feeling more and more that in the city I might find nature in a lot more places than I might have looked before, that the wildness was more important than wilderness, that wildness was everywhere, if I looked for it, the search being part of what makes wild wild.”
“In wildness is the preservation of man.” Thoreau
From “The Thoreau You Don’t Know, What the Prophet of Environmentalism Really Meant,” By Robert Sullivan, a book I would highly recommend.