Seeking something…
Ty Canol Woods

this ancient oak forest feels deeply familiar… if I am attentive enough, the gesturing trees might reveal something…something personal perhaps, about my roots…or something larger, to do with a life story about this land and a people…or something secret, to do with rites and ritual…whatever it is, there is something mythic and moving here, where land and imagination and memory interweave …

sometimes I run…sometimes I stand very still…either way I feel a presence…no bears or wolves or moose here…no call of the wild as I know it…but all around me the restless oaks gesture jagged branches into sky and earth…long thick roots intertwine around stones underneath a mossy green oneness…yes Mr Thomas, here I feel the force that through the green fuse drives the flower drives my green age blasts the roots of trees…

(extracts from my daily journal)