Desperately Seeking Nature

"But with such grand displays as Nature is making here, how grand are her reservations, bestowed only upon those who devotedly seek them!"

(John Muir. Steep Trails)

Mountains Are Church?

"In our best times everything turns into religion, all the world seems a church and the mountains altars."

(John Muir. My First Summer In The Sierras)

All Creation Just Beginning

"One would be at an endless Godful play, and what speeches and music and acting and scenery and lights!—sun, moon, stars, auroras. Creation just beginning, the morning stars "still singing together and all the sons of God shouting for joy"'.

(John Muir. My First Summer In The Sierras)

Full of Everything Good

"I should like to live here always. It is so calm and withdrawn while open to the universe in full communion with everything good."

(John Muir. My First Summer In The Sierras)

Hearing Stone Sermons

"From the top of the divide, and also from the big Tuolumne Meadows, the wonderful mountain called Cathedral Peak is in sight. From every point of view it shows marked individuality. It is a majestic temple of one stone, hewn from the living rock, and adorned with spires and pinnacles in regular cathedral style. The dwarf pines on the roof look like mosses. I hope some time to climb to it to say my prayers and hear the stone sermons."
( John Muir. My First Summer In The Sierras)

Wilderness Is A Fountain of Life.

“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity; and that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.”

(John Muir)

Living Like Polished Marbles?

"Most people are on the world, not in it -- have no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them -- undiffused, separate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but separate."

- John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir, (1938), page 320

Walking Out To Go IN.....

"I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in."

(John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir)