Wednesday, 22 August 2007

Grian's The Gardener

The chapter is called "From the Love of Trees"

The arrival of the autumn began to announce itself in the garden. The oaks and the maples had slowly begun to strip themselves, dropping a leaf here and there on the green lawn surrounding the pond.

A young couple, who used to visit the solitude of the garden to find calm, went to see the gardener.

'Forgive us for bothering you, gardener, but we consider you to be wise and good and we would like you to give us some advice on the new life my beloved and I are going to begin. Very soon we will join our lives in matrimony, and we would be grateful if you could tell us how we must nurture our love so that in time it doesn't wither.'

'Nobody is wise and good' answered the gardener with a smile. 'Wisdom and goodness are like a hole in the ground; the bigger it is, the emptier you find it. But, as you have asked me for my advice, I will tell you what Life has shown me. Sometimes by hard lessons, and other times with a caress.'

Inviting them to sit down on the grass, he told them: 'Be careful that your love is not like the mistletoe has for the oak, sinking its roots in its trunk to suck its sap and strength. Nor let it be like the love of bramble for the pine shoot, growing and wrapping around it and suffocating it between its spines.
'Rather, aim for a love like that of the trees. Each one embraces the earth with its own roots, and rises up in the morning sun with arms stretched towards the sky, giving thanks for each new dawn.

'Take care to plant your roots at a sufficient distance from each other, in case the branches of one make the other's flee, and it has to twist its trunk and cannot grow towards the clouds.

'Be careful that you keep the correct distance, so that the earth can sufficiently dampen your roots and the wind can clean the dry leaves from the branches. So that you can grow a large and sturdy crown to give shade to travellers and nests for the birds in the sky, and so that when you have grown and scattered your seeds to the wind, the ends of your branches will touch one another in the high reaches, and you can rejoice at the sound of the Dance of Life.'

4 comments:

Ginger said...

How are the Peas?

Ginger said...

fyi - Communitas is moving. We are now at www.equaldoesit.blogspot.com

Mark said...

looking forward to when we get to contribute + love the look of it

Ginger said...

I think you should take minutes at your Saturday meetings (complete with starfish and coffee, maple syrup and jam), and then you should post those meeting minutes to be read by folks like me who are interested in what you are doing, and so that we can *STEAL* those ideas (in the truest form of communitas, of course) and suggest some of said ideas to our own tree root endeavors.

Or you could just text me during the meetings to keep me aprised of the goings on, as each point and counterpoint are suggested. That way I could contribute. But then that might get expensive since I would want you to pass around the phone so that I could send personal hugs and kisses and well wishes to all of the peas.

And we're back to posting.
:)