I went to the woods…

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I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion. (Walden, Thoreau)

When Thoreau went into the woods in 1845, he was not seeking to escape from society and its people. He was hoping to find joy in a simplified lifestyle and to be self-sufficient. It matters not how much he spent to build his cabin or how he acquired his tools for growing his own food. He kept correspondence with the people in his life and was aware of the world’s happenings as he was merely at the edge of town.

How would we consider our values and everyday life differently if we considered our surroundings and blessings each and every day? What impact do you have on the world?