Monday, August 11, 2014

My Land Ethic...

My personal land ethic comes from many different influences. My story begins with relating to the way I was raised, my mother is a very earthy and open woman while my father is very analytical and stubborn. Each of them have their strengths and each definitely have their weaknesses, but together they created a woman that has had to make many strides to define herself.
As a millennial, I am one of the worst and best I know. My ability to use technology is far worse than my father's ability, and he is a babyboomer. My ability to walk through the forest and not get lost or feel uncomfortable is far better than my father's ability. But how does this contribute to the way I feel about the land? I have the support from wonderful parents to explore my own ideas and curiosities (to a certain extent). Growing up, I was often the child that my Mother had to force to leave the creek to bathe, that my mother found doing "experiments" with the different types on rocks in our yard, that my mother would find wandering into the heavy woods because I wanted to "live like Pocahontas".
I am a person who has always felt little connection to technology and has felt one with the Earth I came from. My feelings expanded while I did work in rural Jamaica, seeing the impact on how the Jamaicans lived as one with the world and how here in America, being covered in dirt or admiring wildflowers are thought of as barbaric.
My land ethic comes back to humans being a part of nature, not apart from nature.

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