): So we saunter toward the Holy Land, till one day the sun shall shine more brightly than ever he has done, shall perchance shine into our minds and hearts, and light up our whole lives with a great awakening light, as warm and serene and golden as on a bankside in autumn.
I picked this little book up the other day with reason.
I can easily walk ten, fifteen, twenty, any number of miles, commencing at my own door, without going by any house, without crossing a road except where the fox and the mink do: first along by the river, and then the brook, and then the meadow and the woodside.
There are square miles in my vicinity which have no inhabitant.
Walking distance is quite a bit shorter than the riding distance but still take over twice as long. I gotten the "Oh, my God you are walking to work... Thoreau through a variety of observations, and sometimes a little humor makes his point very clear. We need a connection to the outdoors, nature, and our own senses; yet, we at every turn do our best to isolate ourselves from the natural environment and force ourselves to adapt to an artificial environment where stimulation by nature has been replaced by consumerism and electronics.
Like Thorough mentions walking does separate you from "civilization" and although I am not walking through meadows and forests I see where he is coming from. We want virtual reality and lifelike special effects, while ignoring, except to destroy, the nature around us.Two close calls last night have convinced me that I need to do something else. It is five miles each way and allows me to listen to audiobooks on the way. Thoreau captures the essence of the individual and nature: Every sunset which I witness inspires me with the desire to go West a distant and as fair as that into which the sun goes the irony of especially today's need a gym crowd: Think of a man's swinging dumbbells for his health, when springs are bubbling up in far-off pastures unsought by him.I can manage to make a good deal of the trip on green strips and small parks. and something I witness everyday Nowadays almost all man's improvements, so called, as the building of houses and the cutting down of the forests and of all the large trees, simply deform the landscape, and male it more and more tame and cheap.And why is it not possible to keep a bit of the Wild in your soul, no matter what else you have going on in your life?Can we not be members of society without being completely submissive?I usually travel by bicycle, but recently had my doubts about of its value over my life and limb.Last month a car, which was behind me, ran a stop sign and ran over the rear end of my bike, with me on it.He wanted people to connect with the Wild, which is even harder to do these days than in his own, especially depending on where a person lives.In this particular corner of Mexico, there is not really too much empty space, not like in the vast deserts of Arizona where I used to live.This essay by Henry David Thoreau is about the author's joy in living in nature and in the present.Walking is a short read and nicely encapsulates many of Thoreau's themes from Walden Pond and his other works.