IN TUNE WITH NATURE 167 



experience I now venture to describe. After 

 arrival in camp I went off into the mountains alone. 

 It was a heavenly evening. The sun was flooding 

 the mountain slopes with slanting light. Calm and 

 deep peace lay over the valley below me — the valley 

 in which Lhasa lay. I seemed in tune with all the 

 world and all the world seemed in tune with me. 

 My experiences in many lands — in dear distant 

 England ; in India and China ; in the forests of 

 Manchuria, Kashmir, and Sikkim ; in the desert of 

 Gobi and the South African veldt ; in the Hima- 

 laya mountains ; and on many an ocean voyage ; and 

 experiences with such varied peoples as the Chinese 

 and Boers, Tibetans and Mahrattas, Rajputs and 

 Kirghiz — seemed all summed up in that moment. 

 And yet here on the quiet mountain-side, filled as 

 I was with the memories of many experiences that 

 I had had in the high mountain solitudes and in the 

 deserts of the world away from men, I seemed in 

 touch with the wide Universe beyond this Earth 

 as well. 



A fter the high tension of the last fifteen months, 

 I was free to let my soul relax. So I let it open 

 itself out without restraint. And in its sensitive 

 state it was receptive of the finest impressions and 

 quickly responsive to every call. I seemed to be 

 truly in harmony with the Heart of Nature. My 

 vision seemed absolutely clear. I felt I was seeing 

 deep into the true heart of things. With my soul's 

 eye I seemed to see what was really in men's hearts, 

 in the heart of mankind as a whole and in the Heart 

 of Nature as a whole. 



And my experience was this — and I try to 



