Wonder, Part Two

Quote of the day:
“The difference between sex and love is that sex relieves tension and love causes it.”
--Woody Allen

Here is the second part of Marcia Alexander’s meditation on wonder:

I am full of holes.  I don't always know what to do with these holes.  I ruminate over the power of the holey.  Looking into the earth, I am fascinated by petrified wood.  Talk about holes.  You need three things for petrified wood:  wood, mud and minerals.  Oh, and plenty of time. 

First comes the tree.  Dying, the tree is covered by water and dirt.  Slowly decaying, minerals leach in to take the place of the organic matter.  The shape remains but the content is different.  The holes are filled and petrified. 

Human beings are holey creatures.  We spend our lives losing and gaining, emptying and filling up.  Everything seems to empty just to fill up again.  Like a filling station.  But our wonder is that we're not petrified.  We're permeable.  I think our permeable holes make us human.  That's our gift, permeable skin.
 
The wonder is that nature allows us to be open.  The instant we petrify, everything stops.  Holes allow us to wander from one culture to another, exploring, testing, tasting.  They allow us to wander from one homo sapien to another, loving, healing, encouraging.  We encounter the earth, each other and the universe knowing that we are cradled in the midst of a universe of holes waiting to be explored. 

Wonder connects us to our deepest dreams, points us to a future and reminds us that the whole earth, all life, is nurtured in the cradle of the holey.  So, the next time you feel empty, rejoice and accept the invitation to be in the deepest hole waiting and anticipating the unexplored reality coming to visit.