Thursday, May 9, 2013

Innocent Nature

Nature red in tooth and claw? Oh, come come. That’s pure projection. The gardening season is now upon us—draws us outward irresistibly—and hence we encounter a small patch of nature immediately beyond the sunroom door. The same thought always occurs as I then set to work clearing off winter’s layers: Nature’s innocent and so’s the cosmos. The world itself has never fallen. It has always been and still remains absolutely obedient. Then, unless I have to do something drastic, like move a hosta bush a few feet over—which invariably escalates to digging dirt and axe-cutting through buried roots—my mind goes on elaborating…

Hermes had it right when saying, As above, so below. This innocent but demanding realm we know may be a faint mirroring of heavenly vistas. Swedenborg spoke about correspondences between this world and those above. Yes, I need a new cutting shear, my tooth and claw all clogged with wood debris. It makes a kind of temporary order in the untutored jumble of nature in which the only red I see is the color of my quince-bush flowers.

1 comment:

  1. You have often heard my refrain that Mother Nature is not pleased with us... I should say:...not pleased with ME. For the last few days when clearing the yard for spring planting, I have torn out and tossed on the compost heap many weeds that have sprung up profusly. These are plants like any other, merely "out of place" according to MY view. So, from now on, I will say a silent apology when pulling up dandelions and other such "flowers".


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