I’m playing with the idea of spiritual radiation. I can’t help but think that I’ve spent most of my life with the spiritual equivalent of vitamin D deficiency.
The whole point of the massive structure of this oak I’m under is to hold as many leaves up to the light as it possibly can, with as little overlap as it can manage. It’s pretty much a hollow shell of leaves (when it actually has leaves), only one or two leaves thick. Any leaves under that canopy – that don’t get their own individual blast of radiation – will weaken, sicken and will eventually die off.
You can see where this is going, can’t you? So much so that I’m not even going to undo the metaphor.
Most trees also manage to orientate their leaves to get maximum sunshine (the exceptions,like Eucalypts, which hang their leaves in order to minimise the water-loss that goes with the fierce radiation of the Australian sun, we’ll conveniently ignore).
Since the fall, we’re not naturally orientated towards the light source. We’ve got to make a conscious decision to turn that way, and stay that way (though in my experience, the optimum orientation does get to be something of a habit).
I want to learn to really bathe in this light. A spiritual tan is what I’m after..
August 30 1:15pm A few flurries of snow this morning