In Praise of the Earth: A Journey into the Garden

by Byung-Chul Han, Daniel Steuer (Translator)

The earth is not a dead, mute landscape but an eloquent, living being. Sometimes it just takes a spade, a packet of seeds, and a pair of sturdy boots to realize it. The philosopher Byung-Chul Han spent three springs, summers, autumns, and winters in his secret garden in Berlin, devoting himself to daily gardening in all weathers. For Han, gardening is a form of silent meditation, a lingering in stillness. It gives you a different sense of time. Every plant has its own time that is specific to it, and the garden is a space in which these multiple temporalities overlap and cut across one another. The longer he worked in the garden, the more respect he developed for the earth and for its enchanting beauty.

Gardening taught him what care for others means. Each organism has its own consciousness of time passing; each organism lives in its own micro-universe. Step by step, Han receded from himself and the world, moving closer and closer to an exuberant, divine nature which we are increasingly in danger of losing.

Through this rich meditation on plants, soil, gardening, and time, Han unfolds a way of relating to and tending the earth that is in sharp contrast to the brutal, incessant exploitation of our planet that we see all around us today.

Genres: Philosophy, Nature

160 pages, Hardcover

Published November 18, 2025

About the author

Byung-Chul Han, also spelled Pyŏng-ch'ŏl Han (born 1959 in Seoul), is a German author, cultural theorist, and Professor at the Universität der Künste Berlin (UdK) in Berlin, Germany.

Byung-Chul Han studied metallurgy in Korea before he moved to Germany in the 1980s to study Philosophy, German Literature and Catholic theology in Freiburg im Breisgau and Munich. He received his doctoral degree at Freiburg with a dissertation on Martin Heidegger in 1994.

In 2000, he joined the Department of Philosophy at the University of Basel, where he completed his Habilitation. In 2010 he became a faculty member at the HfG Karlsruhe, where his areas of interest were philosophy of the 18th, 19th and 20th century, ethics, social philosophy, phenomenology, cultural theory, aesthetics, religion, media theory, and intercultural philosophy. Since 2012 he teaches philosophy and cultural studies at the Universität der Künste Berlin (UdK), where he directs the newly established Studium Generale general-studies program.

Han is the author of sixteen books, of which the most recent are treatises on what he terms a "society of tiredness" (Müdigkeitsgesellschaft), a "society of transparency" (Transparenzgesellschaft), and on his neologist concept of shanzai, which seeks to identify modes of deconstruction in contemporary practices of Chinese capitalism.

Han's current work focuses on transparency as a cultural norm created by neoliberal market forces, which he understands as the insatiable drive toward voluntary disclosure bordering on the pornographic. According to Han, the dictates of transparency enforce a totalitarian system of openness at the expense of other social values such as shame, secrecy, and trust.

Until recently, he refused to give radio and television interviews and rarely divulges any biographical or personal details, including his date of birth, in public.

Han has written on topics such as attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, borderline, burnout, depression, exhaustion, internet, love, pop culture, power, rationality, religion, social media, subjectivity, tiredness, transparency and violence.

Reviews

[Brent · Rating 5 out of 5]

A beautiful book; I will, in God's time, also take up gardening. This, too, is a spiritual act of worship (Rom 12:1)

[Colleen Abbey · Rating 5 out of 5]

Poetry, politics and prose are intricately woven into his ‘eternal garden’….The inhabitants of which take on humanlike qualities, from endearing to appalling.

[Brage]

Mixed feelings.

The book is basically split into two halves, where the first is Han meditating on his favourite flowers and plants while sprinkling in some philosophical ideas here and there, and the second are his journal entries across a year (from 2016 through 2017) detailing his tending of his garden. This is definitely pretty personal for Han given his reclusive nature - he details among the texts the names he would give his children (if he had any), how his tending of the garden made him a deist, and his visit to Seoul to see his dying father.

I feel like Han is clearly a romantic guy, and there were moments in this book that felt quite charming. But I also can't help but feel that at times the little bits of philosophy and the connections between his garden and the digital life felt impromptu and almost arbitrary. In the end I feel like I did get an experience of sincerity and of something intimate, but at the same time it was not necessarily something that culminated into a main idea.

[Catalin Todea · Rating 4 out of 5]

In Praise of the Earth is one of Han’s most sensitive and personal books. I can sense in it much of the inception of Vita Contemplativa and his later works. The second part—the diary—is a bit repetitive but still enjoyable, and some passages add depth to the first section.
4.5

[Sophia · Rating 3 out of 5]

I like this book bc it was gift . Also there were some beautiful references that I circled in pencil.

[Kara Beth Parr · Rating 5 out of 5]

“The garden for which you work gives much back. It gives me being and time” (10).

“I am thinking about the hand of the gardener. What does it touch? It is a loving, waiting, patient hand. It touches what is not there yet. It guards the distance” (63).

[Richard Cho · Rating 4 out of 5]

I believe this is the very first time I gave 4-star rating to Han's book. The book is great, but the impact is less than Han's other books. The long descriptions of flowers (which are hard to visualize) pack the major portion of the book. One thing I'll definitely do when I get older is gardening.

This is Han's report of his tryst with gardening, and what it has done to him. Interacting with earth taught him how beautiful and sacred nature is. This beautiful earth... and we are exploiting it without mercy.

He is especially keen on nurturing flowers and plants that bloom during the freezing winter season.
- winter aconites
- snowdrops
- winter heath
- witch hazel.

"Maybe mortality is the bitter price we have to pay for having separated from the earth, for being able to move around freely, for being independent, free-standing selves. Freedom, then, is probably mortality."

Anaphrodisiacs (some plants that help to decrease your sexual desire)
- Monk's pepper
- and rue, hops, liquorice, foxtail (amaranthus)

Hyperion by Keats, and the flower poem by Rilke.

"I love this late blooming lily. Everything that is late has a scent. The toad lilies are beginning to bloom. They are also late bloomers."

[Atrona Grizel (Sov8840)]

What parents who send their children to mainstream private schools fail to see—or choose to ignore—is that money cannot buy a soul and therefore cannot provide one. These schools resemble commercial enterprises fused with farms populated by every variety of herd animal far more than they resemble disciplined academies. As a result, their primary focus and purpose are economic rather than intellectual. What they systematically manufacture are not original minds capable of critical thought, but individuals who think very little, accumulate an assortment of ornate certificates, and present themselves as “thinkers.” Along the way, each student is directly or indirectly indoctrinated with liberal-democratic values, producing individuals who are excessively social, extroverted, materialistic, hedonistic, and superficial. Their inner worlds are neglected and crushed beneath the pressures of success and performance, and so they never develop into mentally mature adults. In the most honest terms, these institutions are capitalist factories designed to produce perfectly conformist consumers for economic profit: asleep and content with it, since, on paper, the money they paid allows them to appear as geniuses.

[Christine · Rating 4 out of 5]

Byung-Chul Han writes about his extraordinary garden in the form of essays and diary entries. He seems to be a profoundly introspective and sensitive person who took up gardening not too very long ago. He is proud of the astounding progress he has made, and talks freely and intelligently about the love he has for his flowers, shrubs, and trees. The variety he takes care of is extensive; he has poured his heart into this, all the while teaching and writing many other books. He gardens in all seasons, including during Berlin's cold winter. I am quite envious of the plants that he manages to get to flower in that freezing season! I have no such luck.

Han is a philosopher of great merit. It is a joy to read his disdain with people who have exploited the earth for money's sake. He has no patience with them. I haven't read any of his other work, but I am so pleased to see that someone like him is sharing his own rather intimate experiences with nature so freely with ordinary people like me. He uses poetry, song, prayer, and prose to express something he obviously cares deeply about.

[Harry Thorne · Rating 5 out of 5]

Han's In Praise of the Earth makes the most sense read in the context of Han's other earlier works, which are sharply critical of "the burnout society" and the digitalization of modern life. Here Han provides an escape route through sustained attention to the natural world. In Han's case this involves spending time in his "secret garden" in Berlin, time that is beautifully described in the diary entries in the second of the book.

[Laura · Rating 3 out of 5]

I expected more thoughts I guess? Like I've heard so many things about this author that I expected a deep dive into his mind about the earth and all that. It was basically just a journal about gardening, not much depth to it.

[Tommy Menace · Rating 3 out of 5]

Praise be!

[Gabriel Rojas Hruška · Rating 3 out of 5]

Poetic and beautifully engaging at times, at times an interesting review of some of his own theory in concise and simpler terms, but some of his worst writing (out possible just the worst translation?).