Loren Eiseley is hard to pin down. He calls himself a “bone hunter,” and a “naturalist.” By profession he was an anthropologist. He has even been called a mystic. He is all of these things. Thankfully. He takes everything in and sifts through it offering us, as the bone does to him, little bits of wisdom.
“A Harvest/HBJ Book” 1969. “What is it that we are a part of that we do not see, as the spider was not gifted to discern my face, or my little probe into her world?”page 54 Unless one writes works of fiction, most books are a collection of essays held loosely together by an intention […]
“Life is never fixed and stable. It is always mercurial, rolling and splitting, disappearing and re-emerging in a most unpredictable fashion” (69)
I approached January 2017 with dread. Some of my friends said they felt despair. It seemed the world, the entire world; not just the United States, had truly chosen the path to annihilation. Our self-preservation plan, it seems to me, is strangely cannibalistic as it seeks to eliminate as many players as it can in […]