An Obsession of Relatedness

What does it mean to base oneself entiredly around the rewilded relationship to basic needs, especially food?

To site one’s Temples on the shores of a fish-run, in sacred anticipation, to hold one’s ceremonies on the edge of forest full of venerated deer before the hunt, to have one’s holiday on the day of a great homecoming of geese…to endlessly speculate on the soap opera of the daily lives of maples, of ducks, of dandelions, of weathers and stars?

To make one’s obsession the rewilded relationships to flavors, sights, comforts, and fulfillments of the shimmering living Land?

Namêsklahawyêm-mersi, manamama-ilêhi.

Written by Willem