came home yesterday to find the beautiful shimmering basswood had been cut down level with the ground and some guys were loading the pieces .. i felt like my arm had been removed
i asked a worker why the tree was cut down and he said why ?
they don't tell us why .. we just haul it away
but then he says if the wind pushed it against the building it would cause a lot of damage (we've been having some pretty wild winds lately) and or it could start uprooting the building if it gets any bigger
i go inside and look out my bedroom window .. my heart weeping for the absence of the tree with which i'd do the yoga tree .. a radiant pain throbbing within me
and then notice it's neighbor .. the somewhat smaller and further away basswood still remaining .. it's leaves glistening like those of my lost friend
it doesn't care that's it's pal is gone ... it shines on
that's what i thought at first .. that there it is .. the difference between plants and us .. that awareness .. but then something asks who are u to say what awareness that tree has ?
and suddenly i realize that twinkling tree .. has the same essence of bliss as me
and then i giggle .. they may not evolve from archaic to magic to mythic to scientific to pluralistic to integral and higher .. but u can tell by being with them that they've got some breathtaking states .. which they can transmit and induce in us if we pay attention