A Sojourner in Nature

My school work has finally began to calm down. Without hesitation, I picked up a few books. I have learned that we can not waste our time with mind-numbing medications such as Netflix or Instagram. Our lives are short and our journeys are long. At this time, I am reading Walden by Henry David Thoreau. A book which many college students cringe at, however I welcome Thoreau's thoughts on life without the over-analysis of a English professor who wants to dissect a work until only broken words and intetnions are left.

I have had several quotes stick out to me during the first chapter, Economy. One of the quotes is this;

The very simplicity and nakedness of man’s life in the primitive ages imply this advantage, at least, that they left him but a sojourner in nature. When he was refreshed with food and sleep, he contemplated his journey again. He dwelt, as it were, in a tent in this world, and was either threading the valleys, or crossing the plains, or climbing the mountaintops. But lo! men have become the tools of their tools... We no longer camp as for the night, but have settled down on the earth and forgotten heaven.
— Walden pg. 30-31

Two specific parts of this quote I want to address is "But lo! men have become tools of their tools." and "[we] have settled down on the earth and forgotten heaven." Throughout mankind, we have forsaken our purpose to work the things that we have created. As a minimalist, this is evident in the consumerism of today and of the careers that I consider after college. As we create more things that add "value" to our life instead we are creating things that control our leisure time. Thoreau brings up an interesting point regarding leisure time. He discusses that somewhere in history we have lost our God-given right and society has made it a right only accessible by those who work for leisure. After the Garden of Eden, we were punished by having to work the land from which we came. However, this was not our Creator's original intention for us. He made us so that we could tend to His creation and enjoy the beauty and companionship that comes from Him.  As I prepare this week for an 88-mile backpacking trip, I aim to reset and remind myself of the Heaven I have forgotten. I aim to escape being a tool of the tools I make. I aim to contemplate my journey once again.