I Want One

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Found this photo with comment on tumblr. A commenter adds, “I want one.” I see this sentence everywhere online about everything, anything that might make them happy. What struck me is that people think they should have things, they want things, but I can’t judge them. I am caught in the same trap. Why? What sickness makes anyone believe they are entitled to own anything, that nature is just something else to own, like an iPhone or pair of shoes? How can you “want one” of something that is wild?  Why does this sense of entitlement make me angry? I can’t say, exactly, but I think it has been instilled in everyone via advertising, consumption, speed, superficiality, fashion, manufactured wants (as opposed to needs), and some kind of bottomless pit that nothing can fill because we have been disconnected to what really matters: seeing all of life as sacred. We want whatever it is we can’t have, and that, I think, is inner peace.

As Ezra Pound wrote, “Slowness is Beauty.” Who knows anything about slowness now? Who knows anything about peace or wild things?

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

—Wendell Berry

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