jamesdevine said:
I wake up in the morning and feel the wind blow over my cheeks maybe the soft sound of rain on my tarp, I hear the morning chorus and the trees singing their song. I can see a squrriel running around my camp. I watch him for a while.
I begin to stir get out of my bivvy bag and frigthen of the squrriel. The birds stop for a moment acknownoledging my presence and then start back up again as if I had always been there. I blow my fire back to life and make a brew.
As I sit there watching the billy boil I smile outwardly, inwardly I am dancing with joy. Joining with nature. I am alive.
James
For me bushcraft and religion / spirituality are 2 completely different things.
I got baptised at the age of 3 months (splash of cold water over my head, someone drawing a cross on my forhead and putting some salt in my mouth

). Had some Christian forming on primary school, but at home left to my own: my parents don't believe, but they gave me the change to find out some things about religion, and to make the decission for myself if I wanted to believe or not.
Due to my education I don't believe in a higher power like (a) God etc. I'm taught to believe what I see, what I can't see, does not excist. Although you you can discuss this (but we don't: this is a great thread): God is all presence / around us, in every (living) thing on earth.
I've got a very good friend at uni, and she is raised as a Christian, and she believes in God, etc. I love the discussions we sometimes have during lunch or dinner without any bad words or disrespect. As said somewhere before: live and let live.
The way James put it is the only way I can see bushcraft in this context of the thread. Bushcraft is joining nature, and knowing you are alive (and to escape crowdy college rooms & cities

).
Due to this thread I feel proud again to belong to this community, there where 2 or 3 issues over the month, but this thread proves it: :You_Rock_ really!!
Thanks guys!!!