Though
in its core a religious and philosophical movement, transcendentalism
is remembered for mostly one objective: return to nature and its
sublimity. Even back in the depths of the nineteenth century, great
personalities such as Ralph Waldo Emerson and later Walt Whitman
criticized the estrangement from the initial values of life and
recommended said return to nature. But in transcendentalism, there
was also room for appreciation of man-made things, as the famous
Henry David Thoreau points out in his seminal 1854 work Walden.
So, if even die-hard transcendentalists could come to terms with the
importing of artificial products into nature, it should be easy for
us contemporaries to bring in line an attentiveness toward nature and
the comforts that technological advance has brought along, right?
Modern life proves the opposite every
day. Technology does not only make our lives easier, it dominates
them to an extend that not even the most daring spirit of the
nineteenth century could have foreseen. When Thoreau acknowledges the
sound of church bells as a “natural melody, worth importing into
the wilderness” (Thoreau 119), he clearly refers to the wilderness
as something precious into which only few concerns may be imported.
He appreciates nature as it is, and this is exactly what modern
society lacks completely. Not only have we ceased to appreciate
nature, most of the times we don't even recognize it anymore, and if
we do, it is only to take a picture, not to cherish its dignity. We
have lost the necessary skills to do so: patience, humbleness and the
will to overcome difficulties in order to achieve something.
Technology
has developed to an extent where everything we desire is just a mouse
click or a finger touch away. Thanks to on-demand and home delivery
services, we are used to immediate fulfillment of our desires.
Nature, on the other hand, follows its very own time schedule, and
cannot be rushed to meet our expectations. Accordingly, we lose
interest. In his 1836 essay Nature,
transcendental pioneer R. W. Emerson urges people to “adopt the
pace of nature: her secret is patience.” Not even 200 years later,
mankind has obviously outpaced nature to an alarming degree.
Apart from plain lack of interest and
patience, the absence of a certain humbleness impedes the worshiping
of small things, a discipline once held in high esteem. Since
technology provides us with an absolute overkill of just about every
kind of information, we have grown accustomed to appreciating nothing
but the best. We disregard things, be it achievements, movies or
landscapes, simply because we have already seen or heard of more
impressive ones. Why should we listen to a street musician when we
have got the latest tunes waiting for us to listen to on our iPods?
Or, referring to nature: why should we bother to pay attention to a
mediocre sunrise in our hometown when we have seen stunning
photographs of the sun rising in the Caribbean Sea?
Said deficit of patience and
humbleness consequentially causes an unwillingness to overcome
difficulties. In our technologically advanced world, there is no need
to get up at five o'clock in the morning to witness the sun come up
since thousands of sunrises captured by professional photographers
are just one quick Google search query away. When life takes place in
front of a screen anyway, differentiating between experiencing
something and seeing something becomes obsolete, all it comes down to
is direct accessibility .
Nowadays, there is no way to combine
an honest, pure desire to experience nature with modern technology.
Although this would principally be possible, every new development has driven
society further away from living in unison between nature and
technology. Mankind always chooses the path of least resistance, and
technology keeps on reducing resistance, whereas nature still holds
onto its own schedule.
Works cited:
Emerson,
Ralph Waldo. Nature.
Boston: Beacon, 1994. Print.
Thoreau,
Henry David, and Jeffrey S Cramer. Walden.
New Haven, Conn.; London: Yale University Press, 2004. Print.
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