"In The Backwoods Of Nature's Soul I Left My Wild True Heart."

All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts

William Shakespeare

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.

“Owl," said Rabbit shortly, "you and I have brains. The others have fluff. If there is any thinking to be done in this Forest--and when I say thinking I mean thinking--you and I must do it.” 

“Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.”

Each day is born with a sunrise and ends in a sunset, the same way we open our eyes to see the light, and close them to hear the dark. You have no control over how your story begins or ends. But by now, you should know that all things have an ending. Every spark returns to darkness. Every sound returns to silence. And every flower returns to sleep with the earth. The journey of the sun and moon is predictable. But yours, is your ultimate ART.

If the human race is to survive, then we must respect the rights of other species to survive. Sharing bedroom space with a wolf is not practical but sharing wilderness space is. We must therefore, restrict human activity in spaces where threatened or endangered species live. We must stay out of their bedroom. Set aside some wild spaces while they yet exist. Closing the wild spaces after all of the wild things are gone will not work.

The seeker might aim to hide too, make sure the person you are waiting for is trustworthy if not there will be no one looking for you.

The wild is where you find it, not in some distant world relegated to a nostalgic past or an idealized future; its presence is not black or white, bad or good, corrupted or innocent... We are of that nature, not apart from it. We survive because of it, not instead of it.

In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.

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Let sleeping wolves lie