Connection to Nature Quotes

Watching birds has become part of my daily meditation affirming my connection to the earth body.

One of the first conditions of happiness is that the link between Man and Nature shall not be broken.

We do not "come into" this world; we come out of it, as leaves from a tree.

As I age in the world it will rise and spread, and be for this place horizon and orison, the voice of its winds. I have made myself a dream to dream of its rising, that has gentled my nights. Let me desire and wish well the life these trees may live when I no longer rise in the mornings to be pleased with the green of them shining, and their shadows on the ground, and the sound of the wind in them.

Fishing should be a ceremony that reaffirms our place in the natural world and helps us resist further estrangement from our origins.

There is magic in the feel of a paddle and the movement of a canoe, a magic compounded of distance, adventure, solitude, and peace. The way of a canoe is the way of the wilderness and of a freedom almost forgotten. It is an antidote to insecurity, the open door to waterways of ages past and a way of life with profound and abiding satisfactions. When a man is part of his canoe, he is part of all that canoes have ever known.

Hopefully, at the end of all this, my music is going to be used as a tool to help people have meaningful conversations and meaningful relationships with themselves and with other people and with God.

Spirituality isn't a luxury. It's a must.

Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say.

I don't paint nature. I am nature.

I like gardening. I'm really a nature man. I spend as much time as I can in nature. I feel really safe there.

The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.

Biophilia: the innate pleasure from living abundance and diversity as manifested by the human impulse to imitate Nature with gardens.

Haldir had gone on and was now climbing to the high flet. As Frodo prepared to follow him, he laid his hand upon the tree beside the ladder: never before had he been so suddenly and so keenly aware of the feel and texture of a tree's skin and of the life within it. He felt a delight in wood and the touch of it, neither as forester nor as carpenter; it was the delight of the living tree itself.

I feel like I'm nothing without wildlife. They are the stars. I feel awkward without them.

There's something missing about how we're informing the youngsters coming along about what matters in the world. We teach them the numbers and the letters, but we fail to communicate the importance of our connection to the living world.

You are the land. The land is you.

We come to our own and would make friends with matter, which the ambitious chatter of the schools would persuade us to despise. We can never part with it; the mind loves its old home: as water to our thirst, so is rock, the ground, to our eyes, and hands, and feet. It is firm water: it is cold flame: what health, what affinity!

We belong to this earth. Now I can see the truth ... I love you on this earth of ours. Love me, do!

What the psychedelic thing can be seen as, when it's done with plants, as a return to Gaia, an immersion in the feminine.

The urban man is an uprooted tree, he can put out leaves, flowers and grow fruit but what a nostalgia his leaf, flower, and fruit will always have for mother earth!

You need a village, if only for the pleasure of leaving it. A village means that you are not alone, knowing that in the people, the trees, the earth, there is something that belongs to you, waiting for you when you are not there.

My music is about the journey, about love and the human experience.

A man who never sees a bluebird only half lives.

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.