August 2, 2017

There are forces of creation and forces of destruction in this world. The other morning I went for a walk on a familiar path. A trail-side mullein plant in its second year with soft yellow flowers--a towering plant that I have been known to stop and greet, pet its fuzzy leaves, smell its mossy scent--was snapped at the base and overturned, laying flat on the ground like roadkill left for birds. Why? Who would do this? My first image was of a young boy on his bike snapping everything in his path. My next image was of a beaver gathering building supplies. Who can say who did it? All I know is that there are forces of tenderness and forces of destruction all around us and within all of us. 

"Resist" has been a buzz word lately. But as I sat with the mull...

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