A Cherry wood burl showed up in the firewood this morning. Having been split, I could see the complexity Tree had created to deal with the stress she had experienced. I was struck by the beauty of Tree's response. Whether it was a virus or fungus or cut, Tree had created something wonderful as a result.
Tree got me thinking about how often I might miss the beauty of someone's response to a crisis. My culture teaches me to pay attention to the crisis, not our response. Yet the response is what manifests who what we hold dear. Tree makes a beautiful burl. What do I do?