Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Close Encounters

Shamans in the Amazon speak of plants as teachers. They say they receive information and wisdom directly from the plants themselves. I stopped to look at this unfurled fiddlehead the other day looking out from the other side of a stonewall. Lots of cars passed by. I imagined them saying there's that crazy girl on her bike again staring at nothing. Maybe they were. The most important thing for me is to stop and look when I hear the call. Call me crazy, lazy, or amusing. I'll take them all.

Although fiddleheads are delicious, I didn't eat this one. It's unfurled by now, dancing with the wind, touching the stonewall, waiting for the next biker to stop for a while and remember.

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