"Don't beat the beggar over the head with the bread"
Wow, that's good advice. I wish more ChristiansTM
would hear that. Unfortunately, most of them feel like they'll never get through to the beggar until he has been bread-bludgeoned.
I try to avoid going evangelical with rewilding, sowing seeds of thought only where I feel certain that they'll land on fertile ground and not be choked out by the invasive plants of civilization. A main component of feral living seems to be the conservation of your personal energy, so I don't waste mine anymore on people that can't handle the message yet.
I see a lot of parallels between the rewilding philosophy and the mentalities I grew up with in Christianity. Your stages of grief/rewilding, Willem, could just as easily apply to a newly converted Jesus Freak. The guilt we all often feel over not rewilding enough, or in the right way, or as much as the next person is not that different from the guilt of being a sinner who can't measure up to the expectations laid out in scripture.
To me, the Good NewsTM
of the feral movement is that there is nothing inherently wrong with humanity. But even once you embrace that, you're still stuck in the midst of a 10,000 year old movement to destroy the earth and wipe out anyone who doesn't think that Civilization is the one right way for human kind to live.
We can't kid ourselves about the fact that to "them" we look like ones who are doing it wrong. And we also look too much like all the ones who came before us trying to break out of the prison with PeaceTM
The biggest problem I had after reading Quinn could be summed up by the fact that I though "Sure, there's no one right
way for man to live, but this civilization has to be the one wrong
way for man to live." And I hated and/or was sickened by everyone that didn't at least want to "get out". I had to grow up and get over my hate before I could ever do any good for the feral movement.
Now I realize that there is also no one right way for us to rewild. Penny can sleep in a pile of leaves; Urbs can eat roadkill; Willem can eradicate the verb "to be"; I can make minnow traps on my front porch; jhereg can get his daughter excited about gathering walnuts; others of you may already be living in the woods or eating only what you can kill/gather yourself; others may not have moved past the point of getting these ideas into you mind. As long as we're headed for the same ultimate goal of being free (from rent, groceries, jobs) we're all on the same journey.
The problem comes when you try to live your life journey with someone who is not headed for the same goal. You tether yourself together with love, but can that tether withstand the tension of being pulled in different directions? I don't think any kind of relationship where the individuals have diametrically opposed mindsets can last very long.