There are a lot of people today who profess to be “into Nature.” They get a lot of ego gratification out of bragging to the world that they love Nature and all things Natural. Many even claim to be “pagans” of some sort who supposedly serve gods and goddesses of Nature. But …
But … I take issue with many, even most of these people, because when you look at their actions and their lifestyles, their false claims fall apart quickly. The question really needs to be asked, “If you TRULY are attempting to resonate with Nature, then shouldn’t you be doing the THINGS OF NATURE, and not the things of the world?”
If you want to be LIKE NATURE, then you must mimic Nature to the best of your ability. There are far too many people out there who are talking the talk but not walking the walk.
Allow me to clarify. What does it mean to “be Natural?” It means to follow the ways of Nature. What then are the ways of Nature? Simple. The components of Nature are: Beauty, Peace, Solitude, Silence, Color, Clarity, Innocence and Purity. When you go out into Nature – for instance high up in a beautiful mountain meadow – you can both feel, as well as, visibly see these components in place all around you. The air is clean, the water is clear. There is a stillness to life and a quietness all around. The world smells fresh and sweet. The animals are grazing in peace. There is an aura of innocence and purity that shines crystal clear to any human eye that is blessed to witness the serenity of such an unblemished Natural setting.
In such a lovely scene, a person can actually sense the Presence of God in the purity of the surroundings – for never forget that God will never dwell in that which is not pure.
Yet, most of those “gathering people” I know who profess to be “one with Nature,” exhibit the very opposite of the Natural components just explored.
As a writer of both metaphysical and spiritual topics, I have attended several pagan and neo-pagan gatherings of all types, most of which were held outside in Natural settings, but none of which came even close to exhibiting the characteristics of Nature.
During those gatherings, several people were smoking cigarettes, others were smoking marijuana, most were drinking alcohol and becoming louder and more adolescent in their behavior as the gatherings carried on. Children were running around naked, yelling and fighting with each other, being ignored by parents. Really bad (corny) music could be heard from several corners of the events. People were dancing and laughing loudly and rattling off inane conversations in the coded clichés and phrases of the contemporary pagan culture. Nearly every person, man, woman or child, felt it necessary to attend the gathering in some sort of costume meant to represent Native American dress, or something out of medieval England. Most of the women were dressed like hippies out of the 1960’s, dancing and undulating their bodies in semi-sexual ways in the attempt to look “really cool” to anyone who was sober enough to be watching them.
Every once in a while a woman would laugh loudly and yell out the name of an ancient Greek goddess, and then look around the crowd just to see if anyone had noticed her doing so. Some men and women were dressed in black, wishing to give the impression they were legitimate “witches,” and all professed to have magical “control” over the powers of Nature. A few were even attempting to “smudge” the impurities out of the Natural setting of Nature! Others were sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of really rickety looking imitation Tipis, trying for the life of them to look like they were something they were not. And … oh yes … nearly everyone felt it was their obligation to go into the woods every once in a while to pee out the abundance of beer they consumed during the “festivities.” Others defecated openly in front of children; still others threw up the contents of their alcohol-bloated stomachs whenever and wherever the urge hit them to do so.
I attended these gatherings primarily for reasons of research, but every time I left one of them, instead of feeling refreshed at having been in Nature, I felt as if I needed to go home and take a bath in order to rid myself of the embarrassing display I had witnessed – AT THE EXPENSE OF TRUE NATURE.
And don’t get me wrong, this is not meant to be a rant, it is meant to point out how absurd, hypocritical, warped and disgusting the contemporary culture has become in fooling itself into believing a person can resonate with Nature simply by inventing costumes, rituals, and activities that look cool, hip, “in” and groovy.
On the contrary, instead of honoring Nature, these simpletons are polluting it. Not with cars and factories down below in the valley, but by the filth of their very presence. When a person walks into what was once a pristine mountain meadow, expecting to smell the sweet fragrance of wild flowers and pine trees … and gets accosted by the stench of marijuana, urine, stale beer, vomit and cigarette smoke. When a person expects to experience silence and peace … and is beaten around the head by loud music, drunken chatter, and out of control human children screaming for all they are worth. When a lovely scene of Nature is turned into a trash dump …
At none of the gatherings I have attended over the years has there been the presence of even ONE wild animal there to witness the activities. Wild animals stay away from such events. Remember, they are True Beings Of Nature. They are beautiful and pure. They cannot mix with that which is ugly and poisoned by the nonsense of mankind.
Perhaps it is time for MOTHER to make things right down here. Maybe this little world needs a serious taste of reality. Hmm …I like that idea.