Tag Archives: Deep Ecology

An Act of Prayer

A 13th Century map shows the whole world radiating out from Jerusalem. The holy city of the Judeo-Christian faith positioned dead-centre… the axis of the known universe.

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Flight of Fancy

First published in The Great Outdoors Magazine, Jun. 2002.

In the 17th Century, women were publicly weighed to assess if they were lighter than they looked. Those who failed this diabolic weight-watching test were, obviously, witches.

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Dive into the Deep End

In my work running eco-education courses, I often witness intense discussions about ecology. As you can imagine, many of the people who would sign-up for an eco-education course are highly motivated and often passionate about environmental issues.

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Less is More

First published in The Great Outdoors Magazine, Jan. 2003.

Back in the 1980’s there was a trend to blame the ecological issues facing the world on one simple cause – overpopulation. The story went like this… Current environmental problems are the result of human overpopulation, therefore to deal with these problems we must reduce, or at very least stabilise, the human population. Simple.

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Zen and the Art of Minimum Impact

There’s something beautiful about the simplicity of a wild camp. Fetching water from a stream, lighting the stove, making a bed and preparing food. The well-planned wild journey will include plenty of time for such camp craft – for the art of simple living.

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The Philosophy & Psychology of Wild Places

First published in The Great Outdoors Magazine, May 2003. Since this date the conference mentioned was successfully convened and a report about it can be read here. Arne Naess, whose 90th Birthday was honoured through this conference, died on 12th January 2009 at 96 years of age.

The previous eight weeks of my life had consisted of a daily climb to an altitude above 2500 metres. There, in the crisp white and blue world of the sacred summit and plateaus of New Zealand’s Mt Ruapehu (ru-a-pey-who), I circulated through my working day. Each week I would spend one, and often two nights sleeping out under the wide Southern sky. Sometimes encased deep in a snow hole, other times perched on an icy ledge in my small tent. My clients would be four adults wanting to learn the basic skills of travelling in an Alpine environment, having signed up for a five-day mountaineering skills course.

This had been my 9-5, my commute, my working week.

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