Growing up as a triplet in Nigeria to loving parents, who also were house parents to many other “children” through the years, was a perfect incubator for a mind delighted with the nature of connections. We grew up with people from all cultures and religions, and were exposed to diaspora influences. Traders came to our house when we were children – kneeling on the concrete as they spread carved or beaded wares on a cloth for display. They wiped some of the figures as we stared. I smelled the palm oil, wax, leather, and dust, and remember so clearly the weathered cloth hats and big shrouds of agbadas worn by many. Many were stern, many dazzling in their jocularity, their smiles and enjoyment of what the day might bring. I remember the smell of the frangipani flowers in the tree behind our house, the fresh crunch of a green guava just on the verge of ripening to yellow. The enveloping and overlapping energies of life were abundant and ripe with the potential of human challenge and change.
Recently I’ve been thinking about the natural power and connection of friendship as an energy of love, challenge, and change. This of course includes the dramatic “art of communication” which I have learned is one of the primary energies of the Ethical Values of our spiritual design as human energy beings. Reading Mind the Gap, John Hays’ wonderfully eloquent story of finding his way into the constant unfolding within the world of us as Nature, reminds me beautifully - We are Human nature. I am awed by his search, his deep appreciation of the truth of life as constant change. The beauty is in the details – the silver glint and metallic blue of a needlefish whose deep color he describes as the color between parting thunderheads, the fish stranded on the beach, caught in warm water then stranded by too cold. He writes of Dry Hill at Cape Cod, the land he and his wife made their home, which taught them the eternal nature of Mother Nature, the impermanence of home and the fragility of our physical pursuit as conquest. We miss so much because of what we think we already know.