We don’t have such trees where I live. Worn out before my trip, I had even stated to myself that I needed “the company of trees.”
I found the oaks enchanting company.
On many walks, I did a kind of Live Oak Dance. My head craned up to admire them. I turned, twirled, stopped to stare upwards, enraptured. I admired their lateral branches, their audacious twists, their confident assurance of their place in the world. The bells rang and rang.
Once, as I was doing this dance, I noticed a man sitting on his porch staring at me. And I realized how strange I must look, how like a child. For a moment I turned red. Then I smiled and unabashed, continued my Live Oak Dance. I didn’t care how I looked. Far more important to me, is to live by these lines from Mary Oliver’s poem When Death Comes:
“When its over I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.” –Mary Oliver
And this from Henry James: “Try to be one of those upon whom nothing is lost.” Although I might put it as: try to be one of those upon whom everything is found.
And just yesterday at the SCBWI Writer’s Conference, acclaimed fantasy author Franny Billingsley told us, “never let your apprehension grow dull.”
LORE OF THE BELL
Apprehend the world with unabashed amazement,
and let the bells ring out!
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