Okay, so I broke down and read the book...or tried to. As a woman who has lived on a farm, worked with nature, and been at least a bit spiritual I really couldn't stop myself from reading it. Now if you really loved these books, and have found your path you won't be reading my review anyway because you have moved passed such things as...well...logic.
I struggled to try and find meaning, really. Online friends have told me how it changed their life, how they are finally seeing the beauty in nature. But to me it does the exact opposite. See, I live with nature, I have bears outside my door, I hear wolves howling in the distant, I'm eating venison tonight. I know what nature is...and I love it. It is not for me to control, that would be wrong. Humans have tried to control nature for a very long time and all they have ever done is destroyed it.
Yet here the main point of the books seem to be, become enlightened and make everything happen for YOU! The "only I am important" way of thinking of the industrial age is front and center in this book. The main character of the book doesn't live with nature, she controls it to do her bidding. Bears lick her baby's poop and give up having their own young so the mother doesn't have to raise her own kid. Eagles take her (in her early years) and her son for rides. Do you know what calories in, calories out means? Eagles can and do die every year because they can't get enough calories in their system to keep them warm in the winter. Yet they have plenty to spare to take children on Disney park rides? This is the case with all wild animals. For every 6 bear cubs born only one will survive to be 1 year old...because there simply isn't enough food. These are FACTS...which are sorely lacking in this book.
To be spiritually whole with nature means that you don't only look at the pretty things to see the beauty. That is easy, I have a calendar that does that. But you look at what we humans think of as ugly; death, starvation, predators, old age, arthritis, parasites, cold weather, hot weather, not always getting everything you want...and seeing the sacred there as well. I found a mother bear and her two cubs dead in her den one year. I cried, and felt their loss, but knew that this was what needed to happen. It was my gift to grieve for those animals that couldn't make it through a cold winter. If someone told me to let those bears lick my baby's poop I would be furious.
Books like this, which once again makes nature nothing more than here to do human bidding, makes me know why our species has a long way to go before it ever sees enlightenment. But I see how it could make people want to go back to nature...because it says that nature will do all their work for them and all they have to do is believe. If I was lazy it would be the greatest thing I could think of too.