“It is not our job to remain whole. We came to lose our leaves like the trees, and be born again, drawing up from the great roots.” –Robert Bly
The quote above is by poet, author and social commentator Robert Bly, who wrote most of his work throughout the 1960s, 70s and 80s. His poems are known for exploring man’s connection with the natural world, and often draw together the myths and imagery of many cultures. Though some of his later writing on social mores was controversial, his poetry remains universally powerful and lovely.
As I feel autumn coming in full force here, the year dying around me, the quote above really speaks to me. When I think about the events in my life, the joys as well as the losses, it’s helpful to see them like the falling leaves, ready to be shed by every tree in their time. They come and then they go, and will continue to do so as long as the tree remains, roots sunk strong and deep.
I've never really liked labels: I am this, I am that... But in the interest of introducing myself to the world, I can say that I am many things: nurse, writer, photographer, poet, painter, gardener, friend, armchair philosopher, counselor, nature lover, real-estate aficionado, movie buff, sometime yogi, and aspiring world-traveler. I think that's a pretty good list... for now. I want to become a bigger part of the vital, creative force I feel deeply at work in the world and connect with other people who want to do the same.