Do we still know anything about the world, disconnected as we are in our cities of stone, outside the flow of nature? The Hadzabe taught me that what is necessary fits on someone’s back. Everything else is extra.

I realized how small we are in front of nature and how big we presume to be most of the time. So, is it that the Earth needs saving, or we could make room for the possibility that we do? The Norse people have this understanding of one’s small but necessary place in the context of it all.

We all come from a long ancestral line of people that carries history, genes and rules of conduct. And we all have a birth right to belong to it; a right that comes with obligations. So, what is the price for disobeying, for harming the balance and stepping outside the high walls? When we experience guilt, could it be because we broke an important rule of our tribe?