Revised September 2012
This website is about Balsamea, Balsameans, and being The Balsamean™.
Balsameans are residents of Balsamea.
One Balsamean is a beech tree, another is a big rock, yet another is a strange little blue butterfly pollinating one of many Balsamean wild blueberry patches, a type of butterfly seen for the first time in the seventh Spring of close observation of that patch. We have dozens of red squirrel Balsameans. Canine Balsameans come in three flavors: domestic dog, fox and coyote.
There are thousands of Canada mayflowers, flocks of turkeys that are fun to watch, and many beautiful songster white-throated sparrows, all native to Balsamea. At least a hundred Balsameans are pink ladyslipper orchids. Scores of Balsameans are beautiful painted trilliums. (Populations of these two floral Balsameans have grown every year for the past eight years — as of May 2013.)
You get the idea on what makes a Balsamean.
As applied to people, Balsamean is a name for a significant relationship with Balsamea, whether such people are resident or at-large. It is also a name for a lifestyle and aspects of personal philosophy involving deep respect for Wild Nature and the physical and psychological (including spiritual) benefits of time spent intimately engaged with Nature.
It means loving Nature, especially Northeast U.S. forest biota. It means treating Nature with care, respect, responsibility, compassion, and understanding.
Being a Balsamean means treading lightly on Nature, recognizing that humanity is a part of Nature that tends to over-exploit its environment. (There are implications about overpopulation and our inability — or unwillingness — to control it.) This does not mean being a radical environmentalist. It means improving our relationship with our environment in ways that are rationally sustainable for everything in that environment.
The Balsamean, as distinct from all other Balsameans, is the person who said all the above. Sometimes saying something makes it so, to a degree. Everything is a matter of degree.
They say that often just knowing the name of an illness helps the victim cope with it. Knowing the name of a lifestyle helps live it, even if you have to make up a name for it.
None of that “I am that I am” stuff. Be SOMEbody.
I am The Balsamean.
Speaking of names, some examples of fun names given to places within Balsamea; places I may discuss and display in this website: Aranyaka, Turkeyfoot, Silviden, Tettegouche, Kieferhaven, Maple Square, Camp Balsamea, etc. Names of the nature trails under ongoing cultivation here: Balsamea Way, Stumpy Way, Whalehead Way, Whitetail Way, Anthill Path, Grassy Path, Aranyaka Maze, Maplegate Path, Blueberry Pass, Bunchberry Path, Trillium Path, Tettegouche Pass, Stealth Path, Rabbit Path, Kieferhaven Pass, Sprucillium Path, Kiefer Loop, Beech Loop, Songbird Loop. Some day I may explain the differences between a Way, a Pass, a Path, a Maze, and a Loop at Balsamea.
Did I mention that there are incorporeal Balsameans?
Some of them are willfully conjured fictitious characters, taking either human or non-human form. Sometimes they materialize in writing, but none have survived the scrutiny of the Editor-in-Chief of Balsamea, a merciless brute. Thus, some are kept unwritten, to protect, educate and cultivate them until they can pass the editor’s tests, if ever (mostly not). They ride around on The Balsamean’s neck, sometimes three at a time. To be realistic (?), I suppose that they are really only wannabe Balsameans.
Some Balsameans draw their invisible existence from memories of people so vivid, and feelings about them so intense that their personal presence seems almost palpable, their voices almost audible.
Then there is a precious type of trail-walking, berry-picking Balsamean: the future residential ones, living here after I am gone. They are the most important ones not yet embodied. I see them living here, loving it, and growing with it. They are almost always children. I often do things with their benefit in mind. I want those children to have the gift I have had, not a profiteering developer who slices and dices the place and/or strips all the trees for money.
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Whatever you do, enjoy your stay. Let me know if you did or did not?