Heroes Not Zombies

Whenever I see a seed begin to sprout I feel delighted. There’s something deeply instinctively satisfying and attractive about new Life.

One of the things that strikes me about this is how I never see this as a separate event. In the moment of witnessing this burgeoning growth I think of where it has come from, of the infinite loops and spirals of new growth, maturity, reproduction and scattering of seeds. I see a whole family, generations out of which this one little life is emerging. Also in this moment I think of the future, of the potential held in this small sprouting seed, the potential to grow and become a large tree, even to begin a forest. The potential to live many many more years than any human being will.

In this moment, in this unique time and place, I see the turning of another spiral of Life on Earth.

There are so many little changes all the time, little changes we hardly even notice. But there are also the bigger ones. The days when something so significant happens that we know nothing will ever be the same again. And on those days, in these moments of endings we have a chance to glimpse the new beginnings.

What better choice to make than to nurture and nourish the new beginnings?