Sense of Place in a Time of Trouble

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You need to go read Dr. Bone’s entire post.  It’s not too long and it’s absolutely crucial.

Here’s a taste:

Perhaps many of you feel no kinship for the land around you, but remain out of necessity. Maybe a tree is a tree to you. But for those of you that must stay I invite you to take another look. Go down to your nearest forest and smell it, take in the plants that grow there and feel them in your hands. Just like you they share a unique existence, a spirit all their own. Softly ask to get to know them and in your quiet places you will hear them speak.

Attune yourself to the passage of the seasons, the dance of the clouds and rains as it pertains to your locale. Consider what food you enjoy that might be alien somewhere else and summon up energetic memories locked tightly in the cells of your lungs.

Breathe the land around you, take it in, and feel it’s spirit come alive.

That Spirit has existed before this country and will continue to do so long after we are all dead.

Look into the histories of your Ancestors and drop whatever colonist narrative you might have been told to adopt. Consider for a moment most of these people came here fleeing something, the same thing your brethren now wish to do. Touch the tears on your grandmother’s table, drink the words of your grandfather written in ball point pen on the back of a photograph. Look onto your past as a living river coursing the landscape. How did these interactions shape them, you, and whatever future actions you might undertake? If you can’t move away I advise you to become acquainted with the natural neighbor you may have never bothered to meet, the silent friend who watched your family grow for generations.

What trees heard your grandmother sing, what waters put fish on the table when all else failed?

Picture found here.

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2 responses to “Sense of Place in a Time of Trouble

  1. As Frank Sinatra would say, “Ohh, you’re a fine witch.” I read often but comment rarely. Thank you for all your heart, fire, soul and wisdom. Keep it rolling.

  2. This was awesome. Thanks for the lead. I’m now following Dr. Bones. My roots are in New England granite and I walk the sandy paths of Martha’s Vineyard, but place is the heart of it all.

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