Hogan on home

I've encountered the concept of "home" throughout the writings of many memorable authors, from Kipling to Tolkein. Linda Hogan's Dwellings is a super well-organized essay, as it presents little nuggets of nature-inspired profundity in a number of contexts. The essay reads like a collection of barely incomplete vignettes which are subtly tied together not only by the piece's interesting arrangement, but the very concept of "home" as well.
Hogan, a woman who stated that she feels God not while she is visiting the house of the Lord, but under a tree where her senses take over. Dwellings explores the universal spirituality of living spaces and habits of various types of people, animals, and insects. Hogan continues to wax philosophical/poetic as she discusses what our homes are made of.

Like Thoreau, Hogan expresses her admiration of the Native American people throughout this essay. However, Thoreau's perspective was old school, and that of the "noble savage". He poeticized their culturally unaffected and spiritual lifestyle, but at the end of the day he deems them nothing than human beasts of virtue. Hogan maintains the same romantic tone when she describes some of the legends and traditions of the residents of Zia. She does not, however, represent them as anything other than consistent purveyors of their own culture and history, much worthy of dignity and respect.