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 mullein plant in the back seat of my car (I decided to create medicine from it, to give its life meaning and purpose.) I thought about resistance from an herbal perspective. Resisting disease sometimes makes it stronger, more inflamed, more debilitating. All imbalances have messages. Pain is one of life's great messengers. Can I love the parts of myself that I like the least? Can I embrace the reality of all that I am? Creative and destructive? Resistance seems to come from a place of fear, fear of what might happen if we embrace the thing that repels us most. The senselessness, the blind rage, the thoughtlessness. Perhaps rather than resisting, I am suggesting a sort of unconditional acceptance, followed by transmutation. Sitting with the discomfort, the repulsion, the disgust, the fear, of qualities in ourselves, in others, in leaders, in the world. And recognizing that the seeds of all qualities live within us all. We choose which seeds to water. How can we consciously work to transform dark energies within ourselves, and be the change we wish to see in the world?