NATURE is not only our one guide in
the matter of physical training, she is the chief
engineer who will keep us in order and control the
machine, if we aim to fulfil her conditions and shun
every personal interference with the wholesome working
of her laws.
Here is where the exquisite sense
of growing power comes. In studying Nature, we
not only realize the strength that comes from following
her lead, but we discover her in ourselves gently
moving us onward.
We all believe we look to Nature,
if we think at all; and it is a surprise to find how
mistaken we are. The time would not be wasted
if we whose duties do not lead us to any direct study
of natural life for personal reasons, would take fifteen
minutes every day simply to think of Nature and her
methods of working, and to see at the same time where,
so far as we individually are concerned, we constantly
interfere with the best use of her powers. With
all reverence I say it, this should be the first form
of prayer; and our ability to pray sincerely to God
and live in accordance with His laws would grow in
proportion to our power of sincere sympathy with the
workings of those laws in Nature.
Try to realize the quiet power of
all natural growth and movement, from a blade of grass,
through a tree, a forest of trees, the entire vegetable
growth on the earth, the movement of the planets, to
the growth and involuntary vital operations of our
own bodies.
No words can bring so full a realization
of the quiet power in the progress of Nature as will
the simple process of following the growth of a tree
in imagination from the working of its sap in the root
up to the tips of the leaves, the blossoms, and the
fruit. Or beginning lower, follow the growth
of a blade of grass or a flower, then a tree, and
so on to the movement of the earth, and then of all
the planets in the universe. Let your imagination
picture so vividly all natural movements, little by
little, that you seem to be really at one with each
and all. Study the orderly working of your own
bodily functions; and having this clearly in mind,
notice where you, in all movements that are or might
be under the control of your will, are disobeying
Nature’s laws.
Nature shows us constantly that at
the back of every action there should be a great repose.
This holds good from the minutest growth to the most
powerful tornado. It should be so with us not
only in the simple daily duties, but in all things
up to the most intense activity possible to man.
And this study and realization of Nature’s method
which I am pleading for brings a vivid sense of our
own want of repose. The compensation is fortunately
great, or the discouragement might be more than could
be borne. We must appreciate a need to have it
supplied; we must see a mistake in order to shun it.
How can we expect repose of mind when
we have not even repose of muscle? When the most
external of the machine is not at our command, surely
the spirit that animates the whole cannot find its
highest plane of action. Or how can we possibly
expect to know the repose that should be at our command
for every emergency, or hope to realize the great
repose behind every action, when we have not even learned
the repose in rest?
Think of Nature’s resting times,
and see how painful would be the result of a digression.
Our side of the earth never turns
suddenly toward the sun at night, giving us flashes
of day in the darkness. When it is night, it is
night steadily, quietly, until the time comes for
day. A tree in winter, its time for rest, never
starts out with a little bud here and there, only
to be frost bitten, and so when spring-time comes,
to result in an uneven looking, imperfectly developed
tree. It rests entirely in its time for rest;
and when its time for blooming comes, its action is
full and true and perfect. The grass never pushes
itself up in little, untimely blades through the winter,
thus leaving our lawns and fields full of bare patches
in the warmer season. The flowers that close at
night do not half close, folding some petals and letting
others stay wide open. Indeed, so perfectly does
Nature rest when it is her time for resting, that
even the suggestion of these abnormal actions seems
absolutely ridiculous. The less we allow ourselves
to be controlled by Nature’s laws, the more
we ignore their wonderful beauty; and yet there is
that in us which must constantly respond to Nature
unconsciously, else how could we at once feel the
absurdity of any disobedience to her laws, everywhere
except with man? And man, who is not only free
to obey, but has exquisite and increasing power to
realize and enjoy them in all their fulness, lives
so far out of harmony with these laws as ever to be
blind to his own steady disobedience.
Think of the perfect power for rest
in all animals. Lift a cat when she is quiet,
and see how perfectly relaxed she is in every muscle.
That is not only the way she sleeps, but the way she
rests; and no matter how great or how rapid the activity,
she drops all tension at once when she stops.
So it is with all animals, except in rare cases where
man has tampered with them in a way to interfere with
the true order of their lives.
Watch a healthy baby sleeping; lift
its arm, its leg, or its head carefully, and you will
find each perfectly relaxed and free. You can
even hold it on your outspread hands, and the whole
little weight, full of life and gaining new power
through the perfect rest, will give itself entirely
to your hands, without one particle of tension.
The sleep that we get in babyhood is the saving health
of many. But, alas! at a very early age useless
tension begins, and goes on increasing; and if it
does not steadily lead to acute “Americanitis,”
it prevents the perfect use of all our powers.
Mothers, watch your children with a care which will
be all the more effective because they will be unconscious
of it; for a child’s attention should seldom
be drawn to its own body. Lead them toward the
laws of Nature, that they may grow in harmony with
them, and so be saved the useless suffering, strain,
and trouble that comes to us Americans. If we
do not take care, the children will more and more
inherit this fearful misuse of the nervous force, and
the inheritance will be so strong that at best we
can have only little invalids. How great the
necessity seems for the effort to get back into Nature’s
ways when we reflect upon the possibilities of a continued
disobedience!
To be sure, Nature has Repose itself
and does not have to work for it. Man is left
free to take it or not as he chooses. But before
he is able to receive it he has personal tendencies
to restlessness to overcome. And more than that,
there are the inherited nervous habits of generations
of ancestors to be recognized and shunned. But
repose is an inmost law of our being, and the quiet
of Nature is at our command much sooner than we realize,
if we want it enough to work for it steadily day by
day. Nothing will increase our realization of
the need more than a little daily thought of the quiet
in the workings of Nature and the consequent appreciation
of our own lack. Ruskin tells the story with
his own expressive power when he says, “Are not
the elements of ease on the face of all the greatest
works of creation? Do they not say, not there
has been a great effort here, but there has
been a great power here?”
The greatest act, the only action
which we know to be power in itself, is the act of
Creation. Behind that action there lies a great
Repose. We are part of Creation, we should be
moved by its laws. Let us shun everything we
see to be in the way of our own best power of action
in muscle, nerve, senses, mind, and heart. Who
knows the new perception and strength, the increased
power for use that is open to us if we will but cease
to be an obstruction?
Freedom within the limits of Nature’s
laws, and indeed there is no freedom without those
limits, is best studied and realized in the growth
of all plants,-in the openness of the branch
of a vine to receive the sap from the main stem, in
the free circulation of the sap in a tree and in all
vegetable organisms.
Imagine the branch of a vine endowed
with the power to grow according to the laws which
govern it, or to ignore and disobey those laws.
Imagine the same branch having made up its vegetable
mind that it could live its own life apart from the
vine, twisting its various fibres into all kinds of
knots and snarls, according to its own idea of living,
so that the sap from the main stem could only reach
it in a minimum quantity. What a dearth of leaf,
flower, and fruit would appear in the branch!
Yet the figure is perfectly illustrative of the way
in which most of us are interfering with the best
use of the life that is ours.
Freedom is obedience to law.
A bridge can be built to stand, only in obedience
to the laws of mechanics. Electricity can be made
a useful power only in exact obedience to the laws
that govern it, otherwise it is most destructive.
Has man the privilege of disobeying natural laws,
only in the use of his own individual powers?
Clearly not. And why is it that while recognizing
and endeavoring to obey the laws of physics, of mechanics,
and all other laws of Nature in his work in the world,
he so generally defies the same laws in their application
to his own being?
The freedom of an animal’s body
in obeying the animal instincts is beautiful to watch.
The grace and power expressed in the freedom of a
tiger are wonderful. The freedom in the body of
a baby to respond to every motion and expression is
exquisite to study. But before most children
have been in the world three years their inherited
personal contractions begin, and unless the little
bodies can be watched and trained out of each unnecessary
contraction as it appears, and so kept in their own
freedom, there comes a time later, when to live to
the greatest power for use they must spend hours in
learning to be babies all over again, and then gain
a new freedom and natural movement.
The law which perhaps appeals to us
most strongly when trying to identify ourselves with
Nature is the law of rhythm: action, re-action;
action, re-action; action, re-action,-and
the two must balance, so that equilibrium is always
the result. There is no similar thought that
can give us keener pleasure than when we rouse all
our imagination, and realize all our power of identifying
ourselves with the workings of a great law, and follow
this rhythmic movement till we find rhythm within
rhythm,-from the rhythmic motion of the
planets to the delicate vibrations of heat and light.
It is helpful to think of rhythmic growth and motion,
and not to allow the thought of a new rhythm to pass
without identifying ourselves with it as fully as our
imagination will allow.
We have the rhythm of the seasons,
of day and night, of the tides, and of vegetable and
animal life,-as the various rhythmic motions
in the flying of birds. The list will be endless,
of course, for the great law rules everything in Nature,
and our appreciation of it grows as we identify ourselves
with its various modes of action.
One hair’s variation in the
rhythm of the universe would bring destruction, and
yet we little individual microcosms are knocking ourselves
into chronic states of chaos because we feel that we
can be gods, and direct our own lives so much better
than the God who made us. We are left in freedom
to go according to His laws, or against them; and
we are generally so convinced that our own stupid,
short-sighted way is the best, that it is only because
Nature tenderly holds to some parts of us and keeps
them in the rhythm, that we do not hurl ourselves
to pieces. This law of rhythm-or of equilibrium
in motion and in rest-is the end, aim,
and effect of all true physical training for the development
and guidance of the body. Its ruling power is proved
in the very construction of the body,-the
two sides; the circulation of the blood, veins and
arteries; the muscles, extensor and flexor; the nerves,
sensory and motor.
When the long rest of a body balances
the long activity, in day and night; when the shorter
rests balance the shorter activity, as in the various
opportunities offered through the day for entire rest,
if only a minute at a time; when the sensory and motor
nerves are clear for impression and expression; when
the muscles in parts of the body not needed are entirely
quiet, allowing those needed for a certain action
to do their perfect work; when the co-ordination of
the muscles in use is so established that the force
for a movement is evenly divided; when the flexor
rests while its antagonizing muscle works, and vice versa,- when all this which is merely
a natural power for action and rest is automatically
established, then the body is ready to obey and will
obey the lightest touch of its owner, going in whatever
direction it may be sent, artistic, scientific, or
domestic. As this exquisite sense of ease in
a natural movement grows upon us, no one can describe
the feeling of new power or of positive comfort which
comes with it; and yet it is no miracle, it is only
natural. The beasts have the same freedom; but
they have not the mind to put it to higher uses, or
the sense to enjoy its exquisite power.
Often it seems that the care and trouble
to get back into Nature’s way is more than compensated
for in the new appreciation of her laws and their
uses. But the body, after all, is merely a servant;
and, however perfect its training may have been, if
the man, the master, puts his natural power to mean
or low uses, sooner or later the power will be lost.
Self-conscious pride will establish its own contractions.
The use of a natural power for evil ends will limit
itself sooner or later. The love for unwholesome
surroundings will eventually put a check on a perfectly
free body, although sometimes the wonder is that the
check is so long in coming. If we have once trained
ourselves into natural ways, so akin are the laws
of Nature and spirit, both must be obeyed; and to
rise to our greatest power means always to rise to
our greatest power for use. “A man’s
life is God’s love for the use for which he was
made;” a man’s power lies in the best direction
of that use. This is a truth as practical as
the necessity for walking on the feet with the head
up.