New Beginnings
Just when I thought I couldn’t be more in awe of trees, I find this burned redwood tree in the woods behind our house, resprouting at the base. Call is resilience, perseverance, survival, or whatever, but to me it is amazing grace. And I feel this new surge of life stirring in me, as our burned woods and river canyon drank in the fall rains, nourishing new beginnings to emerge out of the charr. I find this incredible will to live coming from the deepest parts of the tree so inspiring, and I wonder if it’s true also for me. For all living things. This thing called life is so mysterious. I guess that’s the wonder of it all.