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What we think when we first look at the skin of something is never the whole truth. What looks to be a static situation may be changing in a profound way. I think of it as sitting in a seat until the right time comes to move on. Nothing on this earth is forever, and that is quite wonderful to my way of thinking.
The Spirit in the Wood
This is a carving that is resting so that it can season slowly before I work further on it. The wood chunk bears marks of some bad trauma — I suspect it was struck by lightning at some time and the epidermis, as it were, was split open. The tree healed with a layer permanently peeled back.
I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to investigate some of the wood’s secrets. I found this woman in the wood. She sits on our stairway landing with her eyes appearing to open and close with the change of the light during a day’s time. She has become a real presence here.
Who knows what else we pass by every day that has some amazing story for us if we will only look deeper.
One of my long-time friends has written me something about my Spirit in the Wood carving that moves me a lot. The writer has been a lover of nature from her youngest days growing up in Paraguay as a child of Mennonite missionaries. Happily, she has spent a large part of her adult life in the U.S., and so I have had the privilege of knowing her.
This is what she writes today:
Look at this link for another “take” on the spirit in the wood. It’s about the Greenman! When you get to the site, click on Gallery> Products!