From the beginning I have believed the world an amazing place, full of marvels, unheard of, not yet experienced.*
(M. C. Richards)
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way. As a man is, so he sees.**
We’ll probably have to go into training to be as open as this wonderful planet requires if we are to see all that it has to offer.
Presence is pure unadulterated openness, necessary for healthy co-creativity, whether with others, the planet and even the hiddenness of ourselves:
The capacity to be present to everything that is happening, without resistance, creates possibility.^
Where there is no openness … same old same old.
There’s the philosophical and anthropocentric teaser: If a tree falls in a forest and there isn’t anyone there to hear it, does it make a sound?
Dur! Yes! If I’m not present then I miss something. We also now know that, in a way, the trees surrounding it “hear” it.