Dendrites

Tree branches make me think of dendrites; “short branched extensions of a nerve cell, along which impulses received from other cells at synapses are transmitted to the cell body.” Of course I have not seen actual dendrites, I only have seen tree branches.

A photo from earlier this year when trees still had leaves:

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I did something brave today. *Pat on the head for self* A dream came back to me.

Goodnight folks.

 

Autumn Woods in Ontario

Down from here you go to the river. Most comforting space. I have run, meditated and even written an essay here. Once, deep in winter, I came here to the edge. I could hear the river below and my heartbeat. The natural world is beautiful and offers peace to whoever comes in. img_5450img_5451

I wish I described things better.

Sky Worship

At university I met someone who said that she feels like the trees are reaching up to the heavens in praise of God. I would have been happy to talk about how the trees love God, but she wanted me to be a part of their cult. So, I had to walk away. img_5432

“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!” Percy Bysshe Shelley

Today it’s a year since my official graduation. I avoided the whole graduation ritual last year so I collected the diploma the day before yesterday. I don’t understand why people think the ceremony is the most important thing. How about the classes, the assignments, and strange people you meet? It’s been a great year off formal education. Lots of love, photos and a different kind of learning.