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Yesterday, we talked about Transcendentalism. Transcendentalism is revering nature as the divine and supreme being, and experiencing life and religion personally, as opposed to being told how to experience it.

Gilbert stated that Eustace was very much a NOT transcendentalist, but I would disagree. She based her argument off of the fact that most transcendentalists sat around on their beautiful green butts all day talking about how much they love a single blade of grass. Eustace was the exact antithesis of that. He didn’t experience nature, he lived nature.

But just because transcendentalists sit on grass (and in some cases don’t even see the grass, but rather just think about how great it would be to sit on grass) doesn’t mean that sitting on grass is what transcendentalism is all about. Eustace loved nature because it was beautiful.

In the very end of the book, there’s a specifically poignant scene in which Eustace is driving at night, and he comes upon a family of deer, one of whom is standing in the middle of the street. Eustace jumps out of the car, and starts shouting at the deer, “I love you, brother!”

Eustace believes that he is a part of nature, that nature is inherently divine, and that he can directly commune with nature himself. If that isn’t transcendentalism, then I don’t know what is.

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