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In this talk, Zach explores all the ways we are disconnected in the modern world, including from ourselves, nature, and each other. By taking time to cultivate connection, we bring more love into the world and feel a sense of aliveness.
Quotes shared in the talk:
The problem with the world is that we draw the circle of our family too small. — Mother Teresa
The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substances of our bodies, making them glide and sing. – John Muir
Every dayI see or hearsomethingthat more or lesskills mewith delight,that leaves melike a needlein the haystackof light.It was what I was born for—to look, to listen,to lose myselfinside this soft world—to instruct myselfover and overin joy,and acclamation.Nor am I talkingabout the exceptional,the fearful, the dreadful,the very extravagant—but of the ordinary,the common, the very drab,the daily presentations.Oh, good scholar,I say to myself,how can you helpbut grow wisewith such teachingsas these—the untrimmable lightof the world,the ocean’s shine,the prayers that are madeout of grass?-Mary Oliver
A gentle world beginsin the way you touch your heart.Be soft with the light inside you.caress your body with this breath.God is nothing elsebut the place where the suncomes up in your chest.You’re the glimmering destination.You’re the golden honey daubedon the bread of the ordinary.Whatever is perfect,whatever is heavenlybegins here.-Alfred Lamotte, Gentle
“I breathe in the soft, saturated exhalations of cedar trees and salmonberry bushes, fireweed and wood fern, marsh hawks and meadow voles, marten and harbor seal and blacktail deer. I breathe in the same particles of air that made songs in the throats of hermit thrushes and gave voices to humpback whales, the same particles of air that lifted the wings of bald eagles and buzzed in the flight of hummingbirds, the same particles of air that rushed over the sea in storms, whirled in high mountain snows, whistled across the poles, and whispered through lush equatorial gardens . . . air that has passed continually through life on earth. I breathe it in, pass it on, share it in equal measure with billions of other living things, endlessly, infinitely.”– Richard Nelson
