“Ecology of nature, ecology of the soul”


Nature is our mother. Our ancestors knew this truth even when they only learned to think and speak.

Studying the history of the Ancient World, we got acquainted with different beliefs of primitive people. All of them testify to the fact that man connects his birth and life with nature: plants, animals, elements. For example, totemism. Each tribe that professed this religion and believed in its origin from an animal or plant was confident that its ancestor was some kind of animal or bird. Although we live in the era of scientific and technological progress, until this time there are peoples who have preserved the ancient traditions of being like the animal ancestors.

So, in one Indian settlement, young girls on the day of majority filed their front teeth and leave long fangs to make them look like a cat, because it is considered the foremother of the genus. And the girls and children of one of the African tribes are knocked out front teeth. So they honor the founder of a

kind – antelope zebu.

And not only the blind faith of ignorant people is proof of the unity of man and nature. Modern scientists have scientifically proved that the character of the individual and the mentality of the whole people depend on the climatic conditions of the place of residence. This also applies to skin color, appearance, body structure. So, nature really is the mother of humanity, therefore just as a mother gives her child a part of her soul, and nature has given us hers. And humanity has not understood and appreciated such generosity. It turned out to be excessively selfish by its mother and takes the position of an ungrateful consumer – only able to take, take, take. And Mother Nature is cruelly suffering from her foolish children. Its lungs are almost exterminated, the forests are cut down mercilessly. Her eyes-lakes lost their luster, so they were silenced and turned into fetid bogs. Vessel-rivers do not carry violent streams to water the seas, for the springs are choked with dirt. She lost her sonorous melodic voice, for the birds do not sing, but seem to cry. Her heart is bursting

with explosions.

Mother’s patience is great, but not unlimited. That’s what mother-nature punishes us for the barbarous attitude to it. Oases of life are eaten by the desert. There is no clean water, because more than once we spit into the well. But the earthquake is eight points, and also a tsunami, so that we know how to harm nature. Volcanoes, fires, heat, floods. What’s next? And it will not be better if humanity does not change its attitude to nature.

Therefore we save nature, before it’s too late. Only then can we save ourselves. After all, we are not masters of nature, we are its children!


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“Ecology of nature, ecology of the soul”