This week rains began in earnest. Darkness arrives early amidst impossible colors and I find a soft comfort in all of it. We sowed cover crops of oats, vetch, buckwheat in the garden. It seemed fitting for both the transition of seasons and the shapeshifting of cultural and political landscapes.
There’s a fundamental faith and surrendering when sowing seeds, when stepping gently into growing shadows.
In her Parable of the Sower, Octavia Butler writes: “god is change and hidden within change is surprise, delight, confusion, pain, discovery, loss, opportunity, and growth. as always, god exists to shape and be shaped.” It is one of the central tenets of Earthseed.
It is impossible to track all the seeds of change. We’ve lost so much this year. More than we realize. And so much has been born. More than we realize. We’ll be catching up with it for a while.
But it is not necessary for us to track. To understand. It is enough for us shape and be shaped—to shape-shift. As we recombine the seeds of change into who we are, which is always a who-we-are-with.
We are designed to impact and be impacted by ALL of life. So as we shape-shift in all the conscious and unconscious ways, we become what Mystery is trying to be in the world. All is experiment. If anything, we’re allies of every seed. A sower is not a creator, but a collaborator in co-creation.