Holy Nature - Enature - On The Desert Island -1... File

Theologians speak of Mysterium Tremendum —the terrifying, fascinating mystery of the divine. I have found it inside a sea turtle’s eye. I have found it in the geometry of a spiral shell. I have found it in the moment when a school of silverfish leaps from the water simultaneously, a liquid explosion of syncopated life.

I have discovered as a verb. To enature means to cease observing the world and to become the act of observing. It means to taste the salt on your own skin and recognize it as the same salt that wept from the first life crawling out of the primordial ooze. Final Thought for Entry -1... Tomorrow, I will attempt to make fire without a lens. Yesterday, I learned to read the clouds. Today, I learned the Latin name of the bird that wakes me at dawn ( Zosterops lateralis — the silvereye). But I will not trap it. I will not own it. Holy Nature - Enature - On The Desert Island -1...

Next entry: "Holy Nature - Enature - On The Desert Island -2... - The Tasting of Rain and the Geography of Bones." If you enjoyed this meditation, remember: You do not need a shipwreck to find a desert island. You only need to sit still in your own backyard and let the wild reclaim you. Close your laptop. Go outside. Begin your own Enature today. I have found it in the moment when