When a redwood senses it's going to die, or is struck by lightning or fire, it sends up shoots off its roots. And because its roots radiate out in a circle, the next generation stands surrounding the wise ancestor's stump.
Two weekends ago, when I went with a group to Roberts Regional Park which is populated mainly by redwoods I observed many circles of trees but didn't know the cause. It wasn't until this past weekend, at a camp outside Occidental, that I understood the phenomenon of why the Sequoias often stand in circles.
Survival looks like respectful honoring in the Redwood family.
What does survival look like in the human family? Not quite so stoic and regal, eh? More like dog-eat-dog?
I wonder how we might reinstate the sense of wonder and honoring?
Dreaming a poem, waking to write it, this weird start of gratitude for all that befell me as a kid popped out...
In the dream I scraped some semen off the walls that know
What happened in that bedroom in my childhood long ago
I put it deep inside me just to see what it would grow
DNA of my warped daddy mixing with my own
And in the dream I noticed the results were much the same
That I grew up surprisingly, I'm healed, no longer lame
The pain of early childhood with its awful name
Don't wish incest on anyone the monster must be tamed
Still there are some upsides I must bow down in awe
Sure Dad's own dark suffering, unhealed, left us raw
But his art and creativity, aliveness to the core...
Worth a celebration and honoring... what's more
Profound the gifts he gave us, the wisdom for to see
When others hurt I know it, 'specially if they hurt like me
The gift to know that addicts must never be left in charge
Of kids - especially young ones - but even when they're large
For addicts act to sooth their pain that's way down deep inside
Leaving all in ruins; beloved friends and family all in for a wild ride
Can we stand in wonder, in witness of this stump
That gave us life and honor good as we stand all in a clump?
Supporting one another, making vows to pass on the good
Respecting others' boundaries the lesson now understood
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