0:00:24 > 0:00:26My name is Satish Kumar.
0:00:29 > 0:00:32I call myself an Earth pilgrim
0:00:32 > 0:00:38because the living earth, in all its grace and beauty,
0:00:38 > 0:00:42is my inspiration and the source of my spirituality.
0:00:49 > 0:00:54I've lived in Devon over half my life
0:00:54 > 0:00:59as a writer, ecologist, a pacifist.
0:01:01 > 0:01:05When I discovered Dartmoor, I was enchanted.
0:01:05 > 0:01:09Spellbound by her rugged beauty.
0:01:12 > 0:01:18Walking the moors is my prayer, my meditation and my solitude.
0:01:26 > 0:01:30God is nature and nature is my god.
0:01:48 > 0:01:54To be an Earth pilgrim is to revere the earth.
0:01:54 > 0:01:56I call her Gaia.
0:01:56 > 0:01:59You might call her Mother Nature.
0:02:01 > 0:02:05My pilgrimage started a long time ago.
0:02:06 > 0:02:11Many footsteps have brought me here.
0:02:13 > 0:02:18Dartmoor - my wild paradise.
0:02:20 > 0:02:24So different from the place of my birth, Rajasthan in India,
0:02:24 > 0:02:30where I grew up and became an Earth pilgrim at age nine.
0:02:30 > 0:02:3660 years on, my pilgrimage continues, wandering the moor.
0:02:40 > 0:02:45I look at this land through different eyes
0:02:45 > 0:02:49because I am a child of the desert.
0:02:49 > 0:02:52CROW CAWS
0:02:57 > 0:03:00When I was a boy, my father died.
0:03:00 > 0:03:02I left my mother.
0:03:02 > 0:03:04I left my home.
0:03:06 > 0:03:10Forsaking all worldly possessions,
0:03:10 > 0:03:13I became a Jain monk.
0:03:16 > 0:03:20I had many questions to ask of life and death.
0:03:22 > 0:03:27In becoming a monk, I hoped to find the answers.
0:03:31 > 0:03:35Jain religion believes in the practice
0:03:35 > 0:03:37of complete and total non-violence.
0:03:39 > 0:03:42Being non-violent to yourself,
0:03:42 > 0:03:45being non-violent to other people and being non-violent to nature.
0:03:48 > 0:03:52All living creatures have equal rights as humans.
0:03:54 > 0:03:58Even though now I am 70, I am no longer a Jain monk,
0:03:58 > 0:04:03still I adhere and embrace that principle of non-violence
0:04:03 > 0:04:06and I practise the principle of non-violence even now.
0:04:08 > 0:04:13I spent nine years of my childhood in a monastery
0:04:13 > 0:04:16practising meditation,
0:04:16 > 0:04:19learning the teachings of Jainism,
0:04:19 > 0:04:21an ancient Indian religion.
0:04:24 > 0:04:26This was enlightening,
0:04:26 > 0:04:31but I felt something lacking in my life.
0:04:36 > 0:04:39My direction in life changed at 18,
0:04:39 > 0:04:43when I discovered the wisdom of Mahatma Gandhi.
0:04:45 > 0:04:50"Practise spirituality in everyday life," said Gandhi.
0:04:50 > 0:04:54So I left the monastery behind
0:04:54 > 0:04:57and walked the world in the name of peace.
0:05:00 > 0:05:03SQUAWKING
0:05:05 > 0:05:10Gandhi had inspired me to put my body on the line
0:05:10 > 0:05:13and make a non-violent protest
0:05:13 > 0:05:16against the violence of nuclear weapons.
0:05:21 > 0:05:28Between 1962 and '64, I walked empty-handed and without money,
0:05:28 > 0:05:32across the deserts of Persia...
0:05:33 > 0:05:36..the high Himalayas of Pakistan...
0:05:38 > 0:05:40..and the snowy expanse of Russia.
0:05:43 > 0:05:46An 8,000 mile pilgrimage for peace,
0:05:46 > 0:05:50which took me from the grave of Gandhi in New Delhi
0:05:50 > 0:05:54to the grave of JF Kennedy in Washington DC.
0:06:02 > 0:06:07My journey confirmed my belief that there can be no peace in the world
0:06:07 > 0:06:10if we make no peace with the earth.
0:06:17 > 0:06:19Having walked the world,
0:06:19 > 0:06:24I discovered Dartmoor and made Devon my home.
0:06:30 > 0:06:3440 years I've walked the seasons of Dartmoor.
0:06:35 > 0:06:3840 years of memories.
0:06:40 > 0:06:4540 years of connection to the moor's magnificence and mystery.
0:06:49 > 0:06:52In winter, Dartmoor is bleak,
0:06:52 > 0:06:54but not barren.
0:07:46 > 0:07:50A murmuration of starlings at dusk in January
0:07:50 > 0:07:53is one of the great delights of Dartmoor.
0:07:56 > 0:07:59Enough birds to darken the sky.
0:08:05 > 0:08:08More than a million starlings,
0:08:08 > 0:08:14homing in on their ancestral roost for nightly communion,
0:08:14 > 0:08:19gathering for warmth and safety in the protection of numbers.
0:08:25 > 0:08:28They stream from every direction,
0:08:28 > 0:08:34joining, breaking ranks, floating free like some black aurora.
0:08:42 > 0:08:46The collective power of the flock of small birds.
0:08:46 > 0:08:50Small is not only beautiful but also powerful.
0:08:58 > 0:09:02They are one immense organism,
0:09:02 > 0:09:05pulsating like a single cell.
0:09:10 > 0:09:16This sight reminds me how small I am under a January sky.
0:09:26 > 0:09:29Starlings lift my spirits on cold nights
0:09:29 > 0:09:33and give warmth to my heart.
0:09:36 > 0:09:39Life returning once more to Dartmoor.
0:09:59 > 0:10:03BIRDSONG
0:10:17 > 0:10:22I come to the moors to breathe the air,
0:10:22 > 0:10:25for the aroma of wet grass,
0:10:25 > 0:10:27and coolness of water.
0:10:29 > 0:10:31For peace.
0:10:35 > 0:10:39The ancient cultures of pagans and druids
0:10:39 > 0:10:42understood the meaning of peace.
0:10:45 > 0:10:47For them, peace was a way of life.
0:10:49 > 0:10:52They revered the earth
0:10:52 > 0:10:55and respected the seasons.
0:10:55 > 0:10:59They made pilgrimages to nature too.
0:11:07 > 0:11:11In winter, I come to Wistman's Wood,
0:11:11 > 0:11:15a sacred grove of oak, high up on the moor.
0:11:38 > 0:11:41"Wistman's Woods" means "woods of the wise".
0:11:41 > 0:11:48So, wise people come here for inspiration, celebration and wisdom.
0:11:50 > 0:11:53ROBIN SINGS
0:11:56 > 0:12:01I come here and find peace and tranquillity.
0:12:05 > 0:12:06Local myths and legends
0:12:06 > 0:12:10speak of nature's spirits inhabiting these woods.
0:12:21 > 0:12:25The Celtic word for oak is "dart".
0:12:25 > 0:12:28Dartmoor was "moor of the oak".
0:12:29 > 0:12:34Sadly, this is a remnant of the woods
0:12:34 > 0:12:37which used to be everywhere on Dartmoor.
0:12:49 > 0:12:53These trees are like poetry to me.
0:12:53 > 0:12:54Paintings.
0:12:54 > 0:12:57Like songs of the earth.
0:12:57 > 0:13:01I don't have to go and think and look for paradise above the sky.
0:13:05 > 0:13:08When I come here, I'm in paradise.
0:13:17 > 0:13:20Life is vibrant and resilient here.
0:13:20 > 0:13:22Lichen and moss thrive.
0:13:36 > 0:13:39These species are exquisite,
0:13:39 > 0:13:43and form a vital link
0:13:43 > 0:13:46in the interconnectedness of all living things.
0:13:54 > 0:14:00Life - dancing into existence in this fragment of ancient woodland.
0:14:16 > 0:14:21It is mid-April and cuckoos have returned from Africa.
0:14:21 > 0:14:25CUCKOO CALLS
0:14:26 > 0:14:29Their song signals spring.
0:14:33 > 0:14:38Long ago, people of Dartmoor would catch and cage a cuckoo,
0:14:38 > 0:14:42in the hope of keeping spring eternal.
0:14:42 > 0:14:45CUCKOO CALLS
0:15:03 > 0:15:09When the cuckoo arrives, the moor starts to come alive.
0:15:26 > 0:15:29Metamorphosis is a miracle.
0:15:33 > 0:15:36A journey of transformation
0:15:36 > 0:15:40that confirms my belief in reincarnation.
0:15:45 > 0:15:50A caterpillar changing into an emperor moth.
0:16:00 > 0:16:05This emperor's new clothes can be seen by all,
0:16:05 > 0:16:07full of vibrant colour.
0:16:33 > 0:16:39The female waits on heather for males to find her on the wind.
0:16:47 > 0:16:49Once again, life renewing.
0:17:03 > 0:17:09A little magic in the vastness of this wilderness.
0:17:20 > 0:17:23Dartmoor is my temple.
0:17:24 > 0:17:28A glorious cathedral of nature.
0:17:28 > 0:17:34Millions of years old, formed by the powers of geological time.
0:17:48 > 0:17:53In spring, I make my pilgrimage to the Dart,
0:17:53 > 0:17:57a river flowing through the heart of the moor.
0:18:28 > 0:18:32The waters of the Dart evoke memories of my father.
0:18:41 > 0:18:44His death was a journey into water.
0:18:48 > 0:18:49When he died,
0:18:49 > 0:18:56my mother and I immersed his ashes in the holy waters of the Ganges...
0:18:58 > 0:19:04..believing this sacred river would carry him to Nirvana,
0:19:04 > 0:19:08the heavenly realm of eternal peace.
0:19:15 > 0:19:19Ganges water is holy.
0:19:19 > 0:19:23So too is the water of all the world's rivers.
0:19:23 > 0:19:26BIRD SINGS
0:19:30 > 0:19:34I believe drinking water from the Ganges,
0:19:34 > 0:19:41with one's last breath, connects the soul to eternal life.
0:19:45 > 0:19:50Bathing in her waters brings purity to body and mind.
0:19:53 > 0:19:56I say a prayer to the river.
0:19:59 > 0:20:05May all my fear, anger and attachment be washed away.
0:20:27 > 0:20:30Water is the matrix of life.
0:20:34 > 0:20:39Wondrous clouds deliver it free of charge to every household,
0:20:39 > 0:20:42every field and every garden.
0:20:45 > 0:20:52Water for birds, for animals, for plants and for us.
0:20:59 > 0:21:01Water is precious.
0:21:01 > 0:21:02Water is sacred.
0:21:02 > 0:21:07The way we use water is a measure of us.
0:21:11 > 0:21:16A reverential relationship with water is an ecological imperative.
0:21:19 > 0:21:22We abuse water at our peril.
0:21:28 > 0:21:32There is one creature that wouldn't be here
0:21:32 > 0:21:36if the water was anything less than pure.
0:21:38 > 0:21:40The beautiful demoiselle.
0:21:52 > 0:21:57Damselflies are one of the oldest creatures on earth.
0:21:58 > 0:22:03They were here long before dinosaurs.
0:22:13 > 0:22:16They are flying jewels.
0:22:16 > 0:22:19Extravagant.
0:22:21 > 0:22:23Iridescent.
0:22:24 > 0:22:27Aquamarine.
0:22:36 > 0:22:38I am in awe of this mating ritual
0:22:38 > 0:22:43that's been going on for 300 million years.
0:22:46 > 0:22:51A fleeting moment in the great continuum of life on Earth.
0:22:58 > 0:23:01A beautiful demoiselle
0:23:01 > 0:23:06lays her eggs carefully, only in the purest of water.
0:23:11 > 0:23:16Their presence is a sure sign of a healthy ecosystem.
0:23:55 > 0:23:58Sometimes a walk in May
0:23:58 > 0:24:03is rewarded by a fleeting glimpse of a mother fox and her cubs.
0:24:16 > 0:24:21The fox is a creature I love for its wit and intelligence.
0:24:34 > 0:24:38When I came to live in Devon,
0:24:38 > 0:24:41I was shocked to see men in red and packs of dogs
0:24:41 > 0:24:47engaged in the ritualized killing of these innocent animals.
0:24:55 > 0:24:58I value all life equally,
0:24:58 > 0:25:03irrespective of its use or annoyance to humans.
0:25:13 > 0:25:18In human arrogance, we play God
0:25:18 > 0:25:22and issue judgment on what should live and what should die.
0:25:30 > 0:25:32We talk of human rights.
0:25:32 > 0:25:37We also need to recognise the rights of nature.
0:25:45 > 0:25:49Live and let live, I say.
0:26:07 > 0:26:11# When I hear them say
0:26:11 > 0:26:13# There's better living
0:26:13 > 0:26:17# Let them go their way
0:26:17 > 0:26:21# To that new living
0:26:21 > 0:26:24# I won't ever stray
0:26:24 > 0:26:31# Cos this is heaven to me
0:26:35 > 0:26:38# Long as freedom grows
0:26:38 > 0:26:40# I want to seek it
0:26:40 > 0:26:43# If it's yes or no
0:26:43 > 0:26:48# It's me who'll speak it
0:26:48 > 0:26:52# Cos the Lord, he knows
0:26:52 > 0:26:58# That this is heaven to me. #
0:27:06 > 0:27:11The bluebell is the sapphire queen of May,
0:27:11 > 0:27:13a most seductive flower.
0:27:27 > 0:27:33One of my favourite poets, Gerard Manley Hopkins,
0:27:33 > 0:27:37called the bluebell, "the very glory of God."
0:27:37 > 0:27:45He praised them for their intoxicant perfume, washing wet like lakes.
0:27:45 > 0:27:50And said, "Long live the wet and wilderness, yet."
0:27:59 > 0:28:02The pristine white of hawthorn flowers
0:28:02 > 0:28:07bridge the gap between spring and summer.
0:28:21 > 0:28:27This is the time of year I look up and hear a song.
0:28:27 > 0:28:30A gift from above.
0:28:39 > 0:28:44Skylarks keep me enchanted forever and ever.
0:28:49 > 0:28:53The moor is one of its last strongholds.
0:28:57 > 0:29:01William Blake called it "the mighty angel"
0:29:01 > 0:29:05and Wordsworth, "the ethereal minstrel".
0:29:10 > 0:29:13Seeing a lark ascending,
0:29:13 > 0:29:17Vaughn Williams was inspired to emulate its song in music.
0:29:20 > 0:29:25Their glorious song is so firmly embedded in my sense
0:29:25 > 0:29:27of the Dartmoor landscape,
0:29:27 > 0:29:30so much part of the air and soil,
0:29:30 > 0:29:34that I cannot imagine this world without it.
0:29:39 > 0:29:44On Dartmoor, I see the extraordinary
0:29:44 > 0:29:48in what could easily be dismissed as ordinary.
0:30:08 > 0:30:13# Can you blame the sky when a momma leaves her babies behind?
0:30:18 > 0:30:24# Can you blame the sky when a momma leaves her babies behind?
0:30:24 > 0:30:26# Oh-oh-oh... #
0:30:30 > 0:30:36This little meadow pipit is a foster parent to this huge cuckoo chick.
0:30:36 > 0:30:40CHICK CHIRPS REPEATEDLY
0:30:50 > 0:30:53The chick's parents have flown back to Africa,
0:30:53 > 0:30:58entrusting the noble pipit to feed their young.
0:31:02 > 0:31:07How amazing that the cuckoo can fool other birds
0:31:07 > 0:31:10into nurturing its offspring.
0:31:13 > 0:31:17This young cuckoo, without parental guidance,
0:31:17 > 0:31:22will soon find its way to the warmer climes of Africa.
0:31:24 > 0:31:26A miraculous journey,
0:31:26 > 0:31:32only possible because of the cuckoo's innate ability
0:31:32 > 0:31:36to navigate by the sun and stars.
0:31:44 > 0:31:49While I was growing up, among the sand dunes of Rajasthan,
0:31:49 > 0:31:52I heard stories of England.
0:31:54 > 0:31:58To a desert child like me, this "green and pleasant land"
0:31:58 > 0:32:03seemed like a mythical place, beyond my imagination.
0:32:11 > 0:32:14When I finally found my way here,
0:32:14 > 0:32:18I was overwhelmed by lush vitality.
0:32:19 > 0:32:21What contrast.
0:32:26 > 0:32:30These trees give pleasure to a pilgrim like me...
0:32:32 > 0:32:36..in total harmony with the wind and the rain.
0:32:36 > 0:32:41They give shade to a deer, berries to a bird,
0:32:41 > 0:32:45beauty to the land and health to humans.
0:32:56 > 0:32:58I'm sitting under this tree
0:32:58 > 0:33:03and I am thinking that this tree is a temple to the Earth.
0:33:08 > 0:33:12And I'm thinking of my mother because she used to say to me,
0:33:12 > 0:33:15"The tree is the true teacher of humanity
0:33:15 > 0:33:17"and the greatest teacher that we have,
0:33:17 > 0:33:19"even greater than the Buddha."
0:33:22 > 0:33:27And I would ask her, "What do you mean, greater than the Buddha?"
0:33:27 > 0:33:29Because Buddha was the greatest teacher in India.
0:33:29 > 0:33:32And then Mother would say, "But even the Buddha
0:33:32 > 0:33:37"got his enlightenment whilst sitting under a tree."
0:33:43 > 0:33:45Nowadays, people don't get enlightenment
0:33:45 > 0:33:47because they don't sit under a tree.
0:33:50 > 0:33:56And I now realise how right she was because when I come to the tree,
0:33:56 > 0:33:59I feel a sense of calm, a sense of healing.
0:33:59 > 0:34:03It is the true sustaining force of the Earth.
0:34:11 > 0:34:14Earth is our gracious host,
0:34:14 > 0:34:18but are we gracious guests in return?
0:34:36 > 0:34:39In these final two weeks of August,
0:34:39 > 0:34:45I come to Haytor to celebrate the wild beauty of heather and gorse.
0:34:52 > 0:34:55I see the bees buzzing,
0:34:55 > 0:35:00collecting a little nectar here and a little nectar there.
0:35:00 > 0:35:02Never too much.
0:35:03 > 0:35:04Nature in balance.
0:35:07 > 0:35:10But this balance is tipping.
0:35:10 > 0:35:15In the past 20 years, human impact has caused
0:35:15 > 0:35:21the majority of the world's bee population to vanish.
0:35:21 > 0:35:23If they fade away,
0:35:23 > 0:35:27then so too does all of this.
0:35:29 > 0:35:33So profound is the bee's role in pollination,
0:35:33 > 0:35:37the impact of their demise is unthinkable.
0:35:40 > 0:35:43I believe Einstein said,
0:35:43 > 0:35:47if the bee disappeared off the surface of the globe,
0:35:47 > 0:35:51then humans would only have four years of life left.
0:35:55 > 0:35:56No more bees.
0:35:56 > 0:35:59No more pollination.
0:35:59 > 0:36:01No more plants.
0:36:01 > 0:36:03No more animals.
0:36:03 > 0:36:05No more people.
0:36:06 > 0:36:12Their fate is in our hands and ours in theirs.
0:36:19 > 0:36:25Human beings go to nature and take, take, take,
0:36:25 > 0:36:27until all natural resources are depleted.
0:36:27 > 0:36:30Honey bees never do that.
0:36:34 > 0:36:38If I can learn that lesson of frugality and simplicity,
0:36:38 > 0:36:41I will be learning the art of living.
0:37:01 > 0:37:07# Born a poor young country boy
0:37:07 > 0:37:13# Mother Nature's son
0:37:13 > 0:37:20# All day long, I'm sitting singing songs for everyone
0:37:30 > 0:37:35# Sit beside a mountain stream
0:37:35 > 0:37:40# See her waters rise
0:37:41 > 0:37:46# Listen to the pretty sound of music
0:37:46 > 0:37:48# As she flies
0:37:53 > 0:37:58# Mother Nature's song. #
0:38:05 > 0:38:07The hovering kestrel
0:38:07 > 0:38:12is a truly inspirational sight of avian perfection.
0:38:17 > 0:38:19These are young birds,
0:38:19 > 0:38:23searching the moor for tiny grasshoppers.
0:38:26 > 0:38:28Holding acute vision.
0:38:28 > 0:38:30Motionless.
0:38:37 > 0:38:42Ted Hughes wrote of the kestrel's mastery of the air,
0:38:42 > 0:38:47"Effortlessly at height, hangs his still eye.
0:38:47 > 0:38:52"His wings hold all creation in weightless quiet."
0:39:00 > 0:39:04Back in the early '60s, when I arrived in Britain,
0:39:04 > 0:39:08the kestrel's survival was threatened
0:39:08 > 0:39:11by our fatal use of pesticides.
0:39:14 > 0:39:16They recovered,
0:39:16 > 0:39:19thanks to the spirit of conservation.
0:39:32 > 0:39:35It is autumn.
0:39:35 > 0:39:37The fruits have fallen,
0:39:37 > 0:39:41the leaves are decaying and becoming one with the soil.
0:39:43 > 0:39:46Feeding and regenerating the earth.
0:39:48 > 0:39:52STAG MOANS
0:39:54 > 0:39:56It is the twilight of the year.
0:39:56 > 0:40:00Its golden hour, and still new life abounds.
0:40:08 > 0:40:12The red deer rut marks the beginning of a fresh cycle of life.
0:40:17 > 0:40:20STAG BELLOWS
0:40:42 > 0:40:48When we say "nature", nature means what is born and what will die.
0:40:48 > 0:40:55Nature is not only the trees, the mountains, the rivers, the animals.
0:40:55 > 0:40:59I am born and I will die, so I am nature too.
0:40:59 > 0:41:03We all humans are nature.
0:41:03 > 0:41:05We are nature.
0:41:05 > 0:41:07Therefore, I welcome death,
0:41:07 > 0:41:09and I welcome birth.
0:41:09 > 0:41:13I welcome autumn, I welcome spring.
0:41:13 > 0:41:17So, I come to Dartmoor to celebrate the autumn,
0:41:17 > 0:41:21as I come to Dartmoor to celebrate the spring.
0:41:26 > 0:41:30Long, long time ago, when I was only four years old,
0:41:30 > 0:41:34I remember my father dying.
0:41:34 > 0:41:39And my mother was full of sorrow and my sisters and brothers were crying.
0:41:39 > 0:41:42And I thought, "What a terrible thing death is.
0:41:42 > 0:41:47"Can I find a way of living without dying?"
0:41:47 > 0:41:53And so, I left home, in search of a death-free existence.
0:41:55 > 0:42:00And then I realised that death is not the end of life.
0:42:03 > 0:42:08Death is a door into birth.
0:42:08 > 0:42:10Death is a continuum of life.
0:42:12 > 0:42:15Death and birth are two sides of the same coin.
0:42:19 > 0:42:22So, I need not fear death.
0:42:22 > 0:42:25I need not fear autumn.
0:42:25 > 0:42:26I celebrate autumn,
0:42:26 > 0:42:28I celebrate spring.
0:42:41 > 0:42:46This is how I understand the meaning of eternal life.
0:42:48 > 0:42:51Even at this time of year,
0:42:51 > 0:42:56when it appears as if all around is dying.
0:43:23 > 0:43:27Universe is one poem.
0:43:29 > 0:43:32One song.
0:43:32 > 0:43:34One verse.
0:43:34 > 0:43:38It is manifesting in millions and millions of forms,
0:43:38 > 0:43:43but the unity of life in the universe is always there.
0:43:46 > 0:43:51Totally interdependent, interconnected, self-managing,
0:43:51 > 0:43:54self-organising, self-healing system.
0:43:54 > 0:43:56It is a miraculous system.
0:44:00 > 0:44:04Sadly, human species seem to consider themselves
0:44:04 > 0:44:06as a superior species.
0:44:06 > 0:44:11We try to control nature, manipulate nature.
0:44:11 > 0:44:13The way we treat our animals,
0:44:13 > 0:44:15the way we treat our forests,
0:44:15 > 0:44:18the way we treat our oceans and rivers -
0:44:18 > 0:44:22that appears as if we are at war against nature.
0:44:22 > 0:44:27And in waging war against nature, we create problems for ourselves.
0:44:27 > 0:44:29Because we are nature,
0:44:29 > 0:44:33and global warming, pollution of rivers, depletion of resources,
0:44:33 > 0:44:37is like cutting the branch upon which we are sitting.
0:44:41 > 0:44:46And in this war, we are driven by fear of the end of civilization
0:44:46 > 0:44:48and fear of catastrophe.
0:44:52 > 0:44:54I'm inspired by the love of nature,
0:44:54 > 0:44:58love of earth, hope for humanity, and not by fear.
0:45:02 > 0:45:04Fear-driven existence for humanity
0:45:04 > 0:45:07cannot lead us to a sustainable future.
0:45:20 > 0:45:26It seems to me that one of the fundamental failures of our time
0:45:26 > 0:45:29is our disconnection from the natural world.
0:45:31 > 0:45:36No longer are we humble enough to identify ourselves
0:45:36 > 0:45:39as just a part of the whole.
0:45:42 > 0:45:48The consequence of this separation is grave environmental crisis.
0:45:52 > 0:45:58We are challenged as humankind has never been challenged before.
0:45:58 > 0:46:02To prove our mastery, not of nature,
0:46:02 > 0:46:04but of ourselves.
0:46:06 > 0:46:13To make peace with the earth and appreciate it for what it gives,
0:46:13 > 0:46:16not for what we can take.
0:46:40 > 0:46:45- HE CHANTS:- Om...
0:46:50 > 0:46:55Shanti...
0:46:55 > 0:46:59Lead me from death to life,
0:46:59 > 0:47:02from falsehood to truth.
0:47:02 > 0:47:08Lead me from despair to hope, from fear to trust.
0:47:08 > 0:47:13Lead me from hate to love, from war to peace.
0:47:13 > 0:47:20Let peace fill our hearts, our world, our universe.
0:47:20 > 0:47:23Peace, peace, peace.
0:47:40 > 0:47:43I am an Earth pilgrim.
0:47:47 > 0:47:52If I've learnt anything from wandering the paths of nature,
0:47:52 > 0:47:56it's that the Earth does not belong to us.
0:47:58 > 0:48:02It is borrowed from the future of our children.
0:48:02 > 0:48:06MUSIC: Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley