Photo still from the BBC series Planet Earth
Not even a week later, and it seems I'm living in a completely different State.
Suddenly a forest has sprung up where just hours ago bare branches met the sky. Pollen coats everything. And just about every type of bug you could imagine sings, buzzes, creeps and flies about in an endless search for...something. (Like my skin, perhaps?)
I've been awed by this transformation today, perhaps more than any other day because of the sheer dramatic nature of this seasonal shift. The fact that it's inched up well over 90 degrees fahrenheit has punctuated that drama, and I suppose because of it I am in wonder at nature's-- our-- ability to adapt and thrive as conditions change.
It has got me to thinking again about the wilderness inside, physical/mental/spiritual/emotional/physiological/psychical and cyclical... the way we constantly shift and move and sway to and with the myriad of other things, both seen and unseen. Just as "the wave is not 'the wave'", in our constant dance with what is we are not who we think we are; so what is it that makes us so? This is one of the keys I'm discovering-- and keeping in "question" form for now-- toward learning better the relationship between "illness" and "health".
It was an interesting chapter this week in The Secret Language of Plants. In a nutshell, Buhner illustrates an "electrical/magnetic" sense as possessed by sharks, birds and fish that aligns them to find food and habitat. He then ties this science to our own heart, an organ which he maintains is far more than "a pump" (as we've all been taught). Rather he points to the heart's relationship to the hippocampus, and begins the journey to his suggestion that the heart is actually the largest sense organ that we're likely never to acknowledge. The reason for his book, it seems, is to awaken us to the possibility that we all possess to experience something more than what we think.
By way of embellishing this tidbit, I've been immersing myself in the excellent BBC documentary Planet Earth and The Blue Planet-- Earth, life, as you've never imagined it could be; Wild Kingdom with a gorgeous edge. Images of beauty and survival dance around my head tonight while I survey our wild yard, the forest creeping closer to the little homestead we occupy, giving me a private viewing of a nature film all my own. Everything reaching for growth, balance, abundance...
I haven't felt well this week, but this time I've decided to rest rather than worry and learn from this wild kingdom around me. And what I have been amazed to find is how well my own body seems to know what it needs for growth into balance again. Just the simple action of trusting those inner processes for once rather than worrying about a doctor's visit has been so very liberating. That's not to say good medical care is not a necessity; it's just a nice thing to relax a bit before jumping to that conclusion, and listening to what the body is actually capable of on its own. There are a myriad of causes and conditions, as Buddha said, and trying to pinpoint "the cause" is often a waste of effort. Instead, what can the process of healing itself teach? I am greatly curious about this body's ability, about this wild inside.