![]() One night, I’d be wrestling to the death with some giant fish on a bathroom floor. ![]() In these dreams, I was relentlessly pursued and attacked by various animals, wild and domestic. When someone steps out of that unwelt of human fear, they are seen as excessively brave, strange or just plain crazy.Ī conversation that I keep wanting to have is: what are we afraid of? Why are we afraid? What is the result of this fear? And if we don’t like the results, is there anything we can do to alleviate or transform our personal and collective fears?Ī conversation of this nature can begin in many places but since it’s just me here at the keyboard, I’ll begin with my own experience.Īll through my teens and twenties, I suffered from chronic and re-occurring nightmares. They are so pervasive in modern urban culture, I believe, that most people don’t even discuss, much less question these fears, they are just taken for given. ![]() So much of the way we interact with nature is coloured or even dictated by these fears. ![]() A topic I’ve always been interested in and that ties in nicely with Luanne’s previous blog entry about the umwelt, or perceptive world, of animals, is our human fear of wilderness and of animals. ![]()
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