When I sent the above picture to a friend…
…she told me she didn’t believe primates have auras.
In my reply, I skipped the fact that we humans are also primates…
Instead, I told her that I see auras not only on primates, but also on dogs, cats, raccoons, rivers, rocks, trees—you name it.
I’m not saying I actually see a glowing ring around these things…
But if I look long enough, deep enough, I will begin to appreciate their beauty, their spirituality…
If I look long enough, even the rocks come alive.
And maybe they are. Hasn’t modern physics shown us how all the things of this world buzz with intense energy? They buzz just as we buzz.
Carlos Castaneda, the author of The Teachings of Don Juan, learned to see life in all sort of objects…
One time, boulders chased Castaneda through a night desert. Another time, a hat lying on the floor came alive with a menacing energy.
His world seemed too paranoid to me. Nonetheless, I have sometimes sensed a shadowy side to the life of this Earth…
I have felt the mystery of the woods, of the desert, of the lake shore. Trees may not talk, but they don’t need to—they say plenty with their silence.
Perhaps we try to destroy such places—or at least, ignore them—because we secretly fear their life.
Unlike us, our distant ancestors could not partition themselves off from that world—what we now refer to as “nature”.
Their world was a world of mystery, a world alive. In becoming human, they began to see beauty in the Earth. When you see beauty, you feel love, you find spirituality.
And yet, their world was also a threatening world, a dangerous world. The creatures they worshipped could also kill them.
Imagine: to find love, danger, spirituality all in the same source—not from some distant unknown god, but from something right there, alive in your midst.
I think we seek the same intensity of experience, but usually, we look elsewhere, not in nature. Nature, for most of us, remains “out there”.
But it’s not really. The things of nature can be found in even the most urbanized areas.
However, trees, like people, can become “citified”. A tree in front of a skyscraper seems to lack the mystery of a tree found in a deep, dark forest.
I think the concept of animism can help us here. If we really try to see that citified tree, perhaps it can become alive for us—can become spiritual…
For that matter, maybe the skyscraper can too. After all, its molecules are also buzzing with energy.
In any case, when I really stop to consider this buzzing world, I can’t help but think, “What a strange place. What a cruel place. What a wonderful place.”
Yes, we have reason to fear it. But if we can show some respect to those boulders, maybe their shadows won’t chase us…
Maybe instead, those boulders will share their secrets—not all, but some.
And maybe in the sharing, they’ll tell us about our own spiritual nature.
© 2012, Michael R. Patton
sky rope poetry