Fir Fingers Touching









A visit to a temperate rain forest (Hoh Rain Forest in Olympic National Park only a ferry-ride and short drive away from where we live) reminds me of how glued we are to this place we live and to each other.  We wander paths past 300 year old trees that cling to one another and will for many more generations, hanging with the crepe of dangling moss.  They are closely tethered together, taking others down with them when they eventually fall to the wind and then nurse the sprouting and growth of the next generation’s seeds from their long rotting trunks.

Among their midst, the streams flow clear and pristine, feeding the roots and shoots of all growing things.

Our hearts are too often harder than this firm and weathered bark covered in the drapery of moss.  How willingly do I give myself up for the next generation?  How silently do I reach out to touch the ones next to me and hang on steady through the strong and destructive winds of time?

May we know this Alpha and Omega who lay down for us, our beginning and ending, our nurture and our protector.

May our hearts soften in response.











3 thoughts on “Fir Fingers Touching

  1. Emily, I have never seen photos of these spectacular trees and their almost eerie growth pattern. That is, until now — until one has looked at them in their mystical reality and see so much more. After several readings, I began to understand how it is possible to do so. One must look beyond – and within – as you obviously have done.

    Reading your words, I ‘get’ the concept of connections-relatedness between and among all humans, We understand the need to preserve and protect the roots of those connections, so important at the basic family level, for the next generation(s).

    Then I recall the many times that I have heard (and have used) the compassionate adage that, ‘we need to see with the eyes of Jesus.’ In our daily lives, personal and professional, we see perhaps hundreds of people passing by in a brief moment in time and sometimes mistakenly make ‘snap judgments’ about what we are seeing: in the face, the body; unkempt, poorly dressed ; ethnic and age differences; handicapped, mal-formed; as well as those that we see as beautiful and perfectly formed. But Jesus has shown us a way to see more — much more. By ourselves, we are able to see only the façade and not the heart, the soul, the silent suffering through poverty, homelessness, racism that create festering unseen wounds. That is what Jesus saw and asks us to see beyond that facade.

    Thank you, Emily. I am sending this post to my grandchildren. I believe that our young people, up to the cusp of early adulthood, are still in an extended ‘tabula rasa’ stage of their social and values development. They are the future.

    Thank you, Emily, for your insights and for helping me ‘to see within and beyond the ‘real’ picture that you have shown here.

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