Entering the Tiger’s Lair
“I am the wilderness before the dawn.”
Tao Te Ching
The spirit of Autumn meets you in your hidden depths. She is the feeling tone of life’s fathomless interiority guiding you down through the roots of dying perennials, connecting diverse realms through the shadowy folds of what we cannot see.
She is the call of the wild pulling the sinews of your soul—huntress who follows the questions you don’t yet know that you have. You come to know her by instinct. As your eyes adjust to a new level of darkness, you learn to sense your way through vibration, texture, temperature variation, feeling tone, smell, and proprioception.
Thriving networks of mycelium, roots, creature pathways, and underground rivers connect and communicate across species and continents. All who have lived and died become compost, bones, seeds, and minerals commingling and becoming one another.
There is no beginning or end to the web of life below, just as above. As within, so without. We are all active participants whose presence and actions matter. Continue reading “Entering the Tiger’s Lair”