Paradise Found

Words and Images by Lisa Rovner

Laurence and I had learned that Scottish American naturalist John Muir had died in Los Angeles on Christmas Eve exactly 100 years before we set off on a road trip in a baby blue camper van from 1970. Celebrated as one of the patron saints of American environmental activity, Muir understood his purpose as “saving the American soul from total surrender to materialism”. As we drifted through California’s national parks, we found just what he had described in his journal in 1911: “... one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed to save time or make haste than do the trees and stars. This is true freedom, a good practical sort of immortality.”

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