Roots

Beautiful day went for a walk/run with the dog.  During the walk we took a break on our island (small piece of property near our cottage) for the dog to go off leash and run.  On the island there was the grand oak tree with the gnarly exposed roots running across the ground. Very cool except I didn’t see them in time to step over them.  Rather, I tripped on them. It must have been quite the sight as I tried to regain my balance.  Glad I was alone.

Roots anchor us. They provide an avenue for necessary nurture and sustenance. In a fast paced world we need the stability, constancy and permanence of the roots of long term family, community, and spiritual practice. I believe it is good for society in general. 

But roots can trip us up.  We can be “rooted” in things that need to be pulled out, brought to the surface, dug out and burned in the fire pit.  When we are rooted in tradition more than treasure, in obligation more than opportunity or discontentment more than delight, we are not rooted….we are STUCK.  Work hard to get unstuck; you will be glad you did.