"Como seres humanos, nós podemos experimentar interiormente um vago sentimento do que o universo é, e tudo isso no pequeno e engraçado cérebro que temos aqui [Jane Goodall fala numa entrevista, e chega o dedo indicador direito à têmpora desse lado] - por isso tem que ser algo mais do que apenas o cérebro, tem que ser algo que tem a ver também com o espírito."
Jane Goodall, entrevista a Bill Moyer, 2009
“As human beings, we can encompass a vague feeling of what the universe is, and all in this funny little brain here — so there has to be something more than just brain, it has to be something to do with spirit as well.”
Jane Goodall, in Bill Moyers' s interview, 2009.
"Nature was almost always so beautiful and so spiritually enriching; the man-made world seemed so often horribly, horribly and spiritually impoverished. This contrast between the two worlds struck me, with increasing sadness, every time I arrived back in England from Gombe. Instead of the peace of the timeless forest and the simple, purposeful lives of its inhabitants I was plunged into the materialistic, wasteful - terribly, terribly wasteful - rat race of Western society...when I was away from Gombe and plunged into the developed world I found it harder to sense the presence of God. I had not learned, then to keep the peace of the forest within."Na entrevista, Jane Goodall avoga hipoteticamente, numa posição pessoal nunca resolvida entre materialismo e fé, uma religiosidade animística. Ela espanta-se - e não consegue explicar! - com a maneira como o gorila parece encantar-se ao pé da queda de água... [ver o vídeo] Não quero deixar de acrescentar que, ao ver Jane Goodall fazer esta afirmação, pergunto-me o que sabe ela do trabalho de António Damásio, e o que leva ela em conta, na afirmação, do pensamento do cientista português.
(Jane Goodall, Reason for Hope: a Spiritual Journey (2000), with Phillip Berman, p. 84-85).
THE OLD WISDOM
When the night wind makes the pine trees creak
And the pale clouds glide across the dark sky,
Go out my child, go out and seek
Your soul: The Eternal I.
For all the grasses rustling at your feet
And every flaming star that glitters high
Above you, close up and meet
In you: The Eternal I.
Yes, my child, go out into the world; walk slow
And silent, comprehending all, and by and by
Your soul, the Universe, will know
Itself: the Eternal I.
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