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Friday, March 25, 2016

Clan of trees

When I left Minneapolis back in 2002, I said good bye to all the trees in my yard. There were only a few, but I felt a certain sense of guilt leaving them. I suppose the same anonymous hater troll that recently told me to use 'my big brain' and admit that my mother can not be a bird [because "God" wouldn't do that...good God, that's all I could think] will tell me trees don't feel or have any problem with us leaving them.

In that sense, I agree-but I do think trees feel and emit feelings.

Back in Minneapolis, the healer that I was working with to work out some issues, heard my lament-that I was sad to leave all the nature in my own backyard-and she said,

"Trees are a clan, they are connected all over the world."

I could visualize this, their roots creating intricate systems below us, communicating with each other, and perhaps soaking in our feelings as we walk above those roots, or touch their trunks. Now that we are leaving this Apifera for the Maine version soon, I am not afraid to say good-bye to the nature here, because it is connected to the Nature there. I suppose its just like talking to my mother through a tulip or a bird. It's an innate language. It's all one. While each tree is unique and has it's own resonance with my individual encounter with it, the trees here will be happy without me. That's all I want, for them to be okay and live out their time.

The old Doug Fir behind the house is the first thing I see when I wake up, unless Big Tony is sitting on my head, which is often the case. I love that tree. It has helped me through sad mornings when I awake to a hurt heart from memories that came in a dream, or it enlivens me on a spring dawn when the windows are open and the birds are dancing from one branch to the next. With the river song in the background, and a wind blowing, its boughs and the water create a beautiful symphony. In wind storms I've laid in bed, hoping it does not lose its power to bend in the gust. And when we worked in the hot months in the then young lavender fields, I anticipated the shade she would give me. I love that shadow and am always amazed at how long it's shadow is cast in the field.

I caught this photo the other day of the donkeys walking with the shadow of my tree friend. Somewhere in Maine the shadows are responding, or they are busy reacting to the sun there.


Anonymous said...

Great story, Katherine. In 1999 when we were living in a beautiful house owned by a landlord with, shall we say, "bad boundaries", I desperately asked the large oak tree outside my studio window to please, please connect us up with another house, sheltered by an oak tree. Housing is hard to find in our county, and our current house came to us synchronistically via oak love, I'm convinced. Definitely connected, those beings we call trees. And really...we're connected to everything and everything is inter-connected. What the world would be like if we could all really live like that... ♡

Katherine Dunn said...

That's a beautiful story, what a blessing for you!Not to bring it back to moi, but I will-your story reminded me that at some point we talked about it would be ok to have 30 or so acres [10 more than we have] but only if most was in forest. Hmmm, that's what we got, although many of the first houses i looked at-no, all-we open farm land.I guess my trees listened too, like your oak.

Cathy said...

I've always thought trees could feel and think in their own way, and I love the idea that they are all of one clan.

Candace Porth said...

Love this: "Trees are a clan, they are connected all over the world."

Anonymous said...

Trees are a clan... I find this idea very comforting. I also say goodbye to the trees and wish them well with all my being when I move from a place, and say hello to new tree friends when I make a new home. I've lived in an old forest for nearly a year now, and I've been getting a sense that all these trees are part of one big interconnected family, descendents of old trees from long ago. My ancestors passed through this place 150 years ago on their way to their new home in Ontario, and so might have met some of those old ancestors of my current tree companions. I'm happy to know that other people think this way too.

Katherine Dunn said...

Kim, thanks for stopping by. I do believe what you say is very real. I was thinking the other day for some reason, that this year, moe than any other, I've felt the connectedness of the dirt and earth-like my feet on the ground connect me to all things i love even if they are gone, or far away. I've always been spiritual and such, but more than ever. it's like all that we know and love is dispersed in nature and we are all one thing.

Trace Willans said...

Some people need to believe in very small petty gods. What you believe in is a direct reflection of who you are and vice versa. Science is now proving that the trees are connected via their roots system and fungus and they even feed each other when they are sick and keep old stumps alive.

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