How do I tell you how much I love the land? I stand here before you today, a human being, and you applaud my entrance. I"d have you applaud the land instead. Without the land, I"m nothing. We mean little when we place ourselves beside the earth. Think of the land as our mother and father, the soil from which we spring, the dirt to which we return. In that context, we human beings have the arrogance to say we own it? How ludicrous! We"d more appropriately say that the land owns us. We can"t escape our dependence upon it. The land is our home and earth and loving companion.—The Lectures of Guarding Bear, 9323 to 9335.
ownThe Lectures of Guarding Bear, 9323 to 9335On the Nest-Bastion road traveled a group garbed in green and gold. All other travelers stopped and bowed as they passed, recogni
