mts–encountering wilderness

years ago, james wohlport took a break from his job, his family, and our consumer culture, threw a lunch and the bike into the back, and he drove out to myakka river state park (near sarasota, florida) where he rode. hawks screamed some kind of warning, but he failed to understand. he reflected on the meaningless of our culture, and then lunched and napped. he woke next to a four-foot rattlesnake. stayed calm. ‘but many years have passed,’ he writes. ‘i have read and learned much, and this has helped me realize how much more i have to learn.’ the hawks and the snake remain a mystery. image by hans hendriksen.

like many other urban twenty-somethings, in the 90s anishinaabe emma milliken rented a ‘mousehole’ and worked two jobs. she knows she’s fortunate to have even one job, a warm, dry, safe place to sleep, food, and especially love, for ‘it’s love that makes life bearable.’ but one day while speed-walking her dog between jobs, WHAMMO! she was too suddenly tired to continue. help came not from a passer-by or a cbc job offer but from a pileated woodpecker. she felt loved, she felt listened to, she felt connected. still does, after all these years. that’s neato. image by tri silvanto.

michael j. cohen had such a moment of connection as a guide in the grand canyon in 1967. it led to the question ‘is the earth alive?’–one he still asks. what do you think? no, really. image by ben visbeek.

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