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May 18, 2014
Another walk back to where my favorite dancing trees spun true magic for me
I will never forget my first encounter with this set of colorful Madrone trees in 2011. I felt I had walked into a magical dance and was going to be grabbed and spun around to join them in their happy frolic at any moment:
Then came the fire, then came the flood, as already documented previously, and the tree to the right was downed by the flood, another tree to its right was already dead from the fire prior to the flood.
So now the purpose of a revisit is not to mourn this fallen tree but to check on the progress of the redecoration of this once magically exuberant place by Mother Nature:
Magically exuberant? It was so once, and will be so again. But my limited lifetime, like yours, is but a tiny fraction of any eye-blink for the processes that govern nature.
The leaves of my favorite, but fallen, dancer stand out in the above photo, as they do in this closer look:
As noted previously, there are two Texas madrone trees in the wake of the fallen tree that are alive. They are re-growing from their roots: the tops were broken off and washed away. But outgrowing these resurgent madrones are desert willows:
Across the creek there is a very dense stand of this plant, a good-looking plant. I believe it to be a variety of desert willow, but it may not be:
When one looks upstream, . . .
and downstream. . .
it is apparent that my little scene of interest is but a small side-story in a much larger drama.
We should trust Mother Nature to redecorate and renovate.
Already this is becoming a quite different, but again exuberant, spot with those two madrones rising Phoenix-like from the surrounding ashes, this time surrounded by these fast-growing desert willows:
It occurred to me in visiting this place several times, and feeling something different each time, that maybe the magic felt in any given place is inside us, the visitors.
The magic we feel is too easily attributed to the decor of the place visited, whether that decor be nature- made or human-built.
It is likely that what we feel is that decor resonating with the intensity of our inner desire for a magical feeling or insight! Our deepest desires reaching out from us and coming back to us feed our inmost needs.
This is reminiscent of Carl Jung's observations about synchronicity, a.k.a. serendipity--
Or as the Buddha purportedly said: “When the student is ready, the teacher will appear” --I am just generalizing it to say: "when the student is ready, the lesson will come."
Every exposure to nature or culture or people, nearby or far away, with or without any "wow" factor, may have a potential lesson for you. Be eager, be open, be ready, don't miss it.
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