While reading Wright, I thought to myself -Nature is, after all, her own best spokeswoman. It's creative verbal thinking, her writing allows for the seeing & feeling she names. An image, vision of a pattern, intuition, lead to a seed of thought.
Jefferies' writing felt contradictory to me. Amidst all natural phenomena -all plants & animals adapt to their environment creatively- precisely because the grass of the golden meadow is part of the divine, there is a design, an inherent purpose, even if man/woman can't see/know it. After squinting real hard to read this, I feel it's a prime example of how there are guiding stories that form the frame of reference for a people and how they understand themselves. These stories inform us, people then normalize & internalize what has been learned, and then we take apart and restructure interpretation. I assume he reached his own newer level of understanding. I hope he was able to perceive that the human being is not separate from the rest of nature.
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