Grenzen

’Je grenzen bewaken’: zorgen dat iemand z’n plaats weet…
Ik ervaar afstand tot de Amaryllis hier voor me, ik weet zeker dat zij haar plek weet – zij is haar plek

Bij dieren is het anders gesteld, ‘wilde dieren’ houden wij mensen – die het hier op aarde voor het zeggen lijken te hebben (de mens als ‘rentmeester’) – in bedwang, soms met onze handen:

… maar meestal met hekken, tralies en prikkeldraad – of soms met een wapen, zoals recent bij de wolf Bram op de Veluwe het geval was:

Maar wij hebben ook de mogelijkheid ons te verbinden, vriendschap te sluiten:

‘Go and make friends with the trees’ (Krishnamurti).

One day, on a walk through the pines, he asked me how I met people. I did not know what he meant, and said so. As we passed a Toda patriarch and his daughter, he said again, “How do you meet people? Look at these Toda’s passing us, that old man with his
beard, and the young girl with her striped shawl. What is your response to them?”
I said that when I see them I think of what they once were. Once their tribe ruled in the Nilgiri hills. They were the kings of this land, and now they are poor wanderers, grazing cattle and clustering in small glades.
He said, “Surely, if you want to understand them, you do not see them through your thoughts. Why aren’t you just aware of them passively, with alertness? Why are you not sensitive to them?”
Later, as we were returning home, he turned to me and said with a twinkle in his eye, “Go and make friends with the trees.”

J. Krishnamurti: A Biography, Pupul Jayakar p.126