Alice in Wonderland / Lewis Carrol
`Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.
`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
Inspirational nature & travel quotes we love...
The desert is hard to endure, but it refreshes our appreciation for those simple and basic things, that living in society, surrounded by technology, has caused us to forget...
The joy of drinking water in the thirst of a hot day…
The bliss from the shade of a tree on a sunny day…
That sharp feeling of life while facing the still inanimate rocks.
This is the love of the desert and I am captivated by it…
A fruitful journey never really ends - the miles do.
But the time stays etched inside you - becomes part of you.
At the end of the journey I do not feel victorious, but grateful -
As if the trail has passed through me, and not me upon it.
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance / Robert Persig
Mountains should be climbed with as little effort as possible, and without desire. The reality of your own nature should determine the speed. If you become restless, speed up. If you become winded, slow down. You climb the mountain in an equilibrium between restlessness and exhaustion. Then, when you’re no longer thinking ahead, each footstep isn’t just a means to an end but a unique event in itself. This leaf has jagged edges. This rock looks loose. These are things you should notice anyway. To live only for some future goal is shallow. It’s the side of the mountain which sustains life, not the top. Here’s where things grow.
But of course without the top, you cannot have the sides. It’s the top that defines the sides. So on we go, we have a long way, no hurry, just one step after the next.
We depend on nature not only for our physical survival. We also need nature to show us the way home, the way out of the prison of our own minds. We got lost in doing, thinking, remembering, anticipating – lost in a maze of complexity and a world of problems.
We have forgotten what rocks, plants and animals still know. We have forgotten how to be – to be still, to be ourselves, to be where life is: Here and Now.
You are breath taken. Wonder and enchantment flow through you and you stand astonished, well aware of the joy enveloping you, succumbing to it gladly. The air around you turns cold and thin; your lungs fill with its clear purity, coursing through your veins to every organ in your body…
The world around you turns meaningless, the everyday bustle and worries are reduced to a few existentialities - water or a bit of shade. There is no need for luxuries in order to perceive that wishful joy… Even if we try, we will not be able to find fault in this reality and we have not but to agree fully that life is in fact good at its core.
In the end we must return, but the potion has taken it's toll; we are already intoxicated.
Our friends ask us to the meaning of that certain glint suddenly glimmering in our eyes. We can only answer with an awkward silence. How could we convey our emotions to those who have not felt what we have? To those who have not tasted the taste of the desert…
"The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep..."