[In this book, the author] draws on sources as diverse as the philosophy of Merleau-Ponty, Balinese shamanism, Apache storytelling, and his own experience as an accomplished sleight-of-hand magician to reveal the subtle dependence of human cognition on the natural environment. He explores the character of perception and excavates the sensual foundations of language, which - even at its most abstract - echoes the calls and cries of the earth.… (more)
As the crickets' soft autumn hum is to us so are we to the trees as are they to the rocks and hills ---Gary Snyder
to the endangered and vanishing ones
Late one evening I stepped out of my little hut in the rice paddies of eastern Bali and found myself falling through space.
Slowly, a bank of cloud approaches, slipping its bulged and billowing texture over the earth, folding the heron and the alder trees and my gazing body into the depths of a vast breathing being, enfolding us all within a common flesh, a common story now bursting with rain.