wonder like a child, seeing with wild abandon, Life’s inner magic
As my roots grow deeper into the dusty earthen body of the high desert, so does my remembering. The living cells that form my body begin to tingle with lost memories of the barefoot, brambly, browned from mud, little wild child that kissed toads, climbed trees, and hummed with bees while wandering wilderness roads. This wild child saw the magic, mystical lumin emanating from the natural world. And, oh, how she would dance with its glimmering, her wilderness hair flying about with wild abandon.
As i gather the black seeds of Red Texas Yucca (who is not red, not from Texas, and not a yucca), i wonder of the magic powers they hold. Wiser now than the child i was (though sometimes maybe missing the wild), i see reflected in these seeds the dark, chaotic, abyss of the unmanifest. i see the womb of all creation, of the birth of another misnamed Being. We’ve been taught to shy away from the dark, away from the deep, away from Wilderness Herself. And yet, these little black seeds show me that the dark, the deep… these are places of explosive creative power.
Like the great flaring forth that birthed existence, these little black seeds potent with explosive creative power grow their roots deep into the dusty earthen body of the high desert and flare out in great fanfare above ground. Leaning into the flare of Red Texas Yucca to smile at the trumpet-like flowers about to burst (which i know will bring the hummingbirds too) and to listen to the whispers of the spirally threads, i catch a glimpse of that glimmer i used to see all those years ago. It flutters about and then enters my being until every cell is awakened again to the mysterious lumin.
As i grow in the land of enchantment, i am learning from plant-Beings what i need. i have learned that to reawaken, flare forth, and dance again with the magic of the earth requires a journey to the deep, an entering of that dark, womb-y abyss and staying for a while as my roots take hold.
Luminous Lifeforce, teach me to see with the eye of a child
Luminous Lifeforce
Whose glimmering flares forth from the deep
and dances through the air
catching the inner eye of children
not yet told to shy away from You
re-mind me of my wonder
teach me to see
with the eye of my inner wild child
so that i may go forth flaring and dancing
never fearing the deep or dark places
for in my heart i will know that it is there
i will find You
