5/ The strength of the hills is not ours. "I saw them eating and I knew who they were." - Kahlil Gibran
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Tolkien once remarked to me that the feeling about home must must have been quite different in the days when a family had fed on the produce of the same few miles of country for six generations, and that perhaps this was why they saw nymphs in the fountains and dryads in the wood—they were not mistaken for there was in a sense a real (not metaphorical) connection between them and the countryside. What had been earth and air and later corn, and later still bread, really was in them. We of course who live on a standardized international diet (you may have had Canadian flour, English meat, Scotch oatmeal, African oranges, and Australian wine today) are really artificial beings and have no connection (save in sentiment) with any place on earth. We are synthetic men, uprooted. The strength of the hills is not ours. C.S. Lewis June 22nd, 1930
@jbralston end/ Every resurrection is local when the transcendent simultaneity of a unifying harmony, solidarity, resilience, reconciliation and salvation arises from as much as comes to ground. Concrete, immediate, ecological realpolitik identifies with the planetary Ecumene, naturally.
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Copy of tweet including image of oak leaf trinity with calligraphy: Her ways are ways of pleasantness and all her paths are peace. Proverbs 3:17. Nick Routledge 9/ Ultimately, the ‘differences’ distinguishing the diversity of human and more-than-human cultures which birth such bio-cultural syntheses, dissolve in a single, unifying ecology reconciling realms, cultures, continents and eras. It’s peaceful, peacemaking territory, this stuff.