We are not in our place

I watched a documentary about the life of people that live in a certain island in France. A woman, working there as a ceramist, said something that stayed in my head. It was something like the following.

Here nature is particularly powerful. Our schedule, our way of living is determined by the weather conditions. And I feel that, like this, I am in the correct place.

Today we have oceans of concrete, trying to make nature adapt to us. When our correct place is the one of simple observers that have no choice but to adapt to our environment.

That is how we are supposed to be.