Today would have been my dad’s 79th birthday, so I take time to really, really miss him and know that today there will be gifts from him, gifts & challenges.
I can’t get the image of intertwining snakes (see Equinox Gifts) out of my mind. It must have some ‘work’ to do on me…this powerful image runs across just about every culture, every continent (except Australia that has its rainbow snake). The mythological stories vary, but a common theme is the bringing together of opposites into a whole…wow…I could live my life from that image.
As I walked along the crispy brown desert this morning, I was struck with the contrast to two awesome forests that I had the pleasure of visiting this summer, the verdant green of aspen/fir in AZ highlands and rain forest of the Northwest US. In my mind I see the snake dance (much more complex and beautiful than the simple caduceus symbol) of opposites. Yet each pole/snake/environment has its gifts and challenges. Gifts versus challenges, also opposites, exist within the opposites… on and on down to the subatomic particle with opposite spin that make up this universe… and beyond to what we don’t even know yet. This intertwining of opposites is a fundamental theme, fractal, principal of this Place. Challenged Desert and gifted Forest or gifted Desert and challenged Forest? It turns out the lack in Desert is a good place to see appreciation.
An example is this webbing that is totally covering the outer edges of the Palo Verde trees. I don’t know if it has been there for months or the low sun angle of fall is just now exaggerating its presence. At first I think it looks harmful and ugly, but then I move in to appreciate, see the Wonder and beauty. A pole may appear to be holding ugly/want, but deeper seeing may reveal the beauty/abundance within. Are those dark particles in the webbing the eggs of the next generation or shit? Who is the web weaving/inhabiting creature? I don’t see them, but their web is abundant. Are they like my sons generation, web weaving inhabiting creatures, you don’t see except by their presence in the web…lol?
What is there left to do but search the web…and find palo verde webworm, a twirler moth, and I have to love another metamorph! More info:
and find that it IS shit…of course it is!
I am excited because I think I know the identity of the moth that patiently posed in various lighting conditions until I got a good shot. I guess the moths in the desert are deprived and not as hopped up on nectar as the ones in the forest that never stay in one place long enough for me to even get my camera in my hand. Nope, it’s not the tiny ¼ inch webworm moth, this dark beauty is a good two inches long. Would you believe, Funereal Duskywing? A funeral to celebrate a death/life…
And in the process of dancing through the web I find
and think I may join that network if I am natural enough…many gifts, many challenges…