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4.28 AVERAGE
4.28 AVERAGE
3.5
There were a couple essays that I enjoyed but wanted to like it more than I did
There were a couple essays that I enjoyed but wanted to like it more than I did
adventurous
medium-paced
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
"We must wonder what value can ever be spoken from lives that are lived outside of life, without a love or respect for the land and other lives."
I feel like I've been waiting for many years for this book to come into my life. Or maybe I just needed to be ready. Its beauty, at once both sparse and detail-laden, became apparent immediately, but its deeper environmental, cultural, and personal impacts crept on slowly, like changing seasons. So much to think on, act on, and come back to time and again.
"Our work is our altar." That line resonated so much for me, and it put the book into focus for me. The dwellings in this prose-poem are all the sacred places where humans meet others dwelling in this space. Sometimes in peace, sometimes not.
Quiet, short musings with elements of memoir and insight...a reverential walk down a dusty path with a friend.
Quiet, short musings with elements of memoir and insight...a reverential walk down a dusty path with a friend.
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced
One of my favorite books of all time. There are so many little quotes that have wormed their way into my heart
Quiet, beautiful, and hopeful. If I had my own copy, I would have dog-eared so many pages.
Other random thoughts:
-It takes a very special person (and the best kind of nature-lover) to write as beautifully and lovingly about a trail of maggots leaving a dead porcupine as of an eagle soaring through the air.
-I want to read everything Linda Hogan has ever written now.
-I was so excited by the story she told about Naomi Shihab Nye, because I also love Naomi Shihab Nye's work, and OF COURSE THEY ARE FRIENDS. <3
Other random thoughts:
-It takes a very special person (and the best kind of nature-lover) to write as beautifully and lovingly about a trail of maggots leaving a dead porcupine as of an eagle soaring through the air.
-I want to read everything Linda Hogan has ever written now.
-I was so excited by the story she told about Naomi Shihab Nye, because I also love Naomi Shihab Nye's work, and OF COURSE THEY ARE FRIENDS. <3
Would honestly say this is one of the best books i've read in a while. True to its content, the book shapeshifts between poetry and prose in a beautiful, soothing way. Hogan's storytelling felt intimate and healing as it wove her (and her family's) personal experiences with ancestral beliefs (not only human but of the earth herself). As I read an essay every day, I felt the distinction between "humans" and other earth beings blur further and further, allowing me to experience an intimacy I haven't felt before. Whether Hogan was writing about wolves, porcupines, bats, or creation itself, her poetic storytelling related astute observations of earth and earth beings to the impact of humans on ecologies. In their wide range of topics, these essays were tied together in their contemplations of life, death, and how there is always a possibility for repairing our relation to earth. Forever grateful to have experienced this book and am now inspired to be more intentional about my own relations to earth and her relatives.
"Walking, I am listening in a deeper way. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands."
"Walking, I am listening in a deeper way. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands."