Showing posts with label Trees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trees. Show all posts

Monday, January 19, 2026

Synaptic Plasticity



"We found that trees could communicate, over the air and through their roots. Common sense hooted us down. We found that trees take care of each other. Collective science dismissed the idea. Outsiders discovered how seeds remember the seasons of their childhood and set buds accordingly. Outsiders discovered that trees sense the presence of other nearby life. That a tree learns to save water. That trees feed their young and synchronize their masts and bank resources and warn kin and send out signals to wasps to come and save them from attacks. Here’s a little outsider information, and you can wait for it to be confirmed. A forest knows things. They wire themselves up underground. There are brains down there, ones our own brains aren’t shaped to see. Root plasticity, solving problems and making decisions. Fungal synapses. What else do you want to call it? Link enough trees together, and a forest grows aware."

- Richard Powers (1957 - )
The Overstory

Sunday, January 18, 2026

Mind Over matter


"The very act of thinking involves the redistribution of atoms, specifically the transference of mental information via mRNA (messenger RNA) in the neurons to protein chains at the ends of the dendrites where the new memories are held. Thus, the more a person uses his mind, the more protein in his dendrites and the more complex his brain. According to this view, 'all thought is psychokinetic' because the very act of thinking, by definition, involves a mental event being changed into a physical one: a thought becomes a memory, that is, mind over matter."

- Marc Seifer (1948 - )

Wednesday, January 14, 2026

"Gathered Light Magazine" - An Exemplary New Photography Magazine



A magnificent new photography journal has appeared, thanks to the efforts - better: thanks to the love and devotion - by photographer, writer, and editor, Micheal MacEoghain. It is called Gathered Light Magazine (GLM) and - as of January 2026 - there are five issues for all to enjoy. According to Micheal's Substack page, he explores the intersections of nature, healing, and conservation. From GLM, we learn that Micheal holds degrees in anthropology and art history, and has done masters work in music composition and underwater archeology. These sensibilities are manifestly obvious in GLM. Indeed, this is what separates this new magazine from what seems like a crowded field, but really is not. I can think of few other photography journals that so seamlessly blend art and photography, technique and vision, conservation, ecology, and even delves into psychology and healing. In short, calling GLM a photography magazine is a grave misjustice, since it offers so much more.

Except for the inaugural issue, each of the last four issues focuses on a single theme (Issue 2 = Ocean, Issue 3 = Inner Landscape, Issue 4 = Wildlife, and Issue 5 = Trees), but also includes a vast assortment of additional material that expand on broader subjects. GLM happily has two traits in common with one of my favorite photography magazines, Lenswork. One is that the photography itself is stellar, including a generous sampling of Micheal's own wonderful images. The other is that there are no advertisements, apart from a single "support our work" page nestled toward the end of each issue. So, Micheal, Kudos on an exemplary new magazine! 

Individual issues range in size from about 90 pages to 150 and are all free to read online - just follow the links that appear on the main page (pdf versions can also be purchased for 4.95USD). 

My recommendation? Right after you finish reading this blog post, grab a cup of coffee (or tea, or cocoa, or your favorite drink that you enjoy sipping for a long while), bring your laptop or iPad to whatever is your most comfortable easy chair or sofa, turn off all notifications, and just start reading. You won't regret it!

Tuesday, December 30, 2025

Nature's Peace


"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
The winds will blow their own freshness into
you and the storms their energy, while cares
will drop off like autumn leaves.
...
In every walk with Nature one receives far more than he seeks.
...
There is not a fragment in all nature, for
every relative fragment of one thing is
a full harmonious unit in itself."

John Muir (1838 - 1914)

Tuesday, December 09, 2025

Banyans & Balls (or "Sufficient Reason")


"Suppose you were strolling in the woods and, in addition to the sticks, stones, and other accustomed litter of the forest floor, you one day came upon some quite unaccustomed object, something not quite like what you had ever seen before and would never expect to find in such a place. Suppose, for example, that it is a large ball, about your own height, perfectly smooth and translucent. You would deem this puzzling and mysterious, certainly, but if one considers the matter, it is no more inherently mysterious that such a thing should exist than that anything else should exist. If you were quite accustomed to finding such objects of various sizes around you most of the time, but had never seen an ordinary rock, then upon finding a large rock in the woods one day you would be just as puzzled and mystified. This illustrates the fact that something that is mysterious ceases to seem so simply by its accustomed presence. It is strange indeed, for example, that a world such as ours should exist; yet few men are very often struck by this strangeness, but simply take it for granted. 
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Suppose, then, that you have found this translucent ball and are mystified by it. Now whatever else you might wonder about it, there is one thing you would hardly question; namely, that it did not appear there all by itself, that it owes its existence to something. You might not have the remotest idea whence and how it came to be there, but you would hardly doubt that there was an explanation. The idea that it might have come from nothing at all, that it might exist without there being any explanation of its existence, is one that few people would consider worthy of entertaining. 
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This illustrates a metaphysical belief that seems to be almost a part of reason itself... the belief, namely, that there is some explanation for the existence of anything whatever, some reason why it should exist rather than not. The sheer nonexistence of anything, which is not to be confused with the passing out of existence of something, never requires a reason; but existence does. That there should never have been any such ball in the forest does not require any explanation or reason, but that there should ever be such a ball does."

- Richard Taylor (1919 – 2003)

Tuesday, December 02, 2025

Ineffable Music


"Trees are the earth's endless effort
to speak to the listening heaven.
...
The touch of an infinite mystery passes
over the trivial and the familiar, making
 it break out into ineffable music... 
The trees, the stars, and the blue hills
ache with a meaning which can
never be uttered in words.
...
The one who plants a tree knowing he
may never sit in its shade has
learnt a little about life."

Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941)

Thursday, November 20, 2025

Uncanny Witchery


"November — with uncanny witchery in its changed trees. With murky red sunsets flaming in smoky crimson behind the westering hills. With dear days when the austere woods were beautiful and gracious in a dignified serenity of folded hands and closed eyes — days full of a fine, pale sunshine that sifted through the late, leafless gold of the juniper-trees and glimmered among the grey beeches, lighting up evergreen banks of moss and washing the colonnades of the pines."

- Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874 - 1942)

Sunday, November 16, 2025

Interpenetration


"Deep interlock and ambiguity are other strong ways of connecting. Forms interpenetrate to link together. An analogy comes from fractals, where crinkled lines tend to fill portions of space, and surfaces grow with accretions. Two regions can interpenetrate at a semi-permeable interface, which enables a transition from one region to another. There is ambiguity as to which side of the interface one belongs while inside the transition region, and this is a good feature. Abrupt transitions such as a clean straight line, however, do not bind objects coming up to each other."

- Nikos Salingaros (1952 - )
Unified Architectural Theory: Form, Language, Complexity 

Tuesday, November 11, 2025

Autumn Tree


"Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
fluttering from the autumn tree."

- Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)

Monday, October 06, 2025

Replenishing My Soul


"The psyche, if you understand it as a phenomenon occurring in living bodies, is a quality of matter, just as our body consists of matter. We discover that this matter has another aspect, namely, a psychic aspect. It is simply the world seen from within. It is just as though you were seeing into another aspect of matter."

C. G. Jung (1875-1961)
The Earth Has a Soul

Postscript. Some of you may have noticed that for the past month or so I have been posting "autumnal abstracts" consisting mostly of small, intimate compositions of leaves, rocks, reflections and gentle water flow. But while these rapid-fire posts may seem like I have had a "lot of time on my hands," the truth is actually the reverse. But therein lies an important (albeit "obvious") lesson for all creatives: when you objectively have "no time" for creative endeavors, force yourself to find a pocket of time, however small - it can be measured in minutes! - to nourish your soul. Of course, this is particularly hard to achieve after enduring a long string of "day job" hours; in my case, 10+ hours days consisting of working on endless equations and computer code, and dealing with recursively multiplying deadlines for deliverables). As the "day job" hours increase so does the need to to recharge; unfortunately, since fatigue also grows (in my case, exponentially) with "day job" effort, there is a point of no return wherein you'll find yourself too tired to carve out what (at this point, is now a critically vital) "pocket of time" to recharge. So what does one do? In my case, when I am able to work from home, I force myself to stop work about an hour before the sun sets, grab a camera and tripod, and drive a few miles to a local trail that runs along a small creek. I park my car at the end of a residential cul-de-sac and walk about 300 feet to a "little bridge" ... (iPhone panorama):

It is here around this little bridge and the shallow leaf-strewn creek that I let my soul breath for however many precious few minutes I have until the sun sets, while my eye happily searches for intimate compositions of leaves, rocks, reflections and gentle water flow! 15 to 20 minutes in this oasis is usually all I need (and, often, all I have) to forget about me equations and replenish my soul.

In my next post, I'll explain what these "autumnal abstracts" have to do with quantum mechanics, albeit from a more whimsical than physics perspective.

Friday, September 26, 2025

Mycelial Awareness


"Fungi marched onto land more than a billion years ago. Many fungi partnered with plants, which largely lacked these digestive juices. Mycologists believe that this alliance allowed plants to inhabit land around 700 million years ago. Many millions of years later, one evolutionary branch of fungi led to the development of animals.
...
I believe that mycelium is the neurological network of nature. Interlacing mosaics of mycelium infuse habitats with information-sharing membranes. These membranes are aware, react to change, and collectively have the long-term health of the host environment in mind. The mycelium stays in constant molecular communication with its environment, devising diverse enzymatic and chemical responses to complex challenges.
...
If you were a tiny organism in a forest’s soil, you would be enmeshed in a carnival of activity, with mycelium constantly moving through subterranean landscapes like cellular waves, through dancing bacteria and swimming protozoa with nematodes racing like whales through a microcosmic sea of life."

Paul Stamets (1955 - )
Mycelium Running:
How Mushrooms Can Help Save the World

Monday, September 01, 2025

Mirror of Water


"The light constantly changes,
and that alters the atmosphere
and beauty of things every minute.
...
The essence of the motif is the mirror of water,
whose appearance alters at every moment..
...
What keeps my heart awake is colorful silence."

- Claude Monet (1840 - 1926)

Thursday, August 14, 2025

A Framework for Intelligence


"So I want to be clear that intelligence is a really, as you well know, is a very complex issue. I’m not going to claim that I have the only appropriate definition or the best answer. I’m just going to give you my thoughts on it and the framework that I found useful in my work. I think we’ve, you know, can fully accept that there are other people with other useful definitions and so on.

So for me, some work that has to be done by any theory of intelligence is that it has to be able to help us directly compare and interact with what we now call diverse intelligences. So I’m not interested in theories that apply just to mammals or to mammals and birds or that break down when we have to think about octopus or insects or other things. I want a framework for intelligence that is going to handle all possible agents. This means not only the things we see in the phylogenetic tree here on earth, but novel synthetic biology constructs, artificial intelligences that we may build, either in hardware or software, potential exobiological agents, weird beings at other scales, including individual cells, subcellular molecular networks, uh, enormous things like social structures, and basically and perhaps the evolutionary process itself."

- Michael Levin (1969 - )
Michael Levin on Multi-Scale Intelligence and Teleophobia

Wednesday, August 13, 2025

Everything Dreams


"He was aware that in thus relegating to irreality  a major portion of the only reality, the only existence, that he in fact did have, he was running exactly the same risk the insane mind runs: the loss of the sense of free will.
...
Everything dreams.
The play of form, of being,
is the dreaming of substance.
Rocks have their dreams,
and the earth changes...
...
Nothing remains the same from one moment to the next, you can’t step into the same river twice. Life – evolution – the whole universe of space/time, matter/energy – existence itself – is essentially change."

Ursula K. Le Guin (1929 - 2018)

Sunday, July 27, 2025

The Language of Trees


"But we shouldn't be concerned about trees purely for material reasons, we should also care about them because of the little puzzles and wonders they present us with. Under the canopy of the trees, daily dramas and moving love stories are played out. Here is the last remaining piece of Nature, right on our doorstep, where adventures are to be experienced and secrets discovered. And who knows, perhaps one day the language of trees will eventually be deciphered, giving us the raw material for further amazing stories. Until then, when you take your next walk in the forest, give free rein to your imagination-in many cases, what you imagine is not so far removed from reality, after all!"

Peter Wohlleben (1964 - )
The Hidden Life of Trees

Saturday, July 26, 2025

Duet Between Dreamer and World


"'As I stood in contemplation of the garden of the wonders of space,' Milosz writes, 'I had the feeling that I was looking into the ultimate depths, the most secret regions of my own being; and I smiled, because it had never occurred to me that I could be so pure, so great, so fair! My heart burst into singing with the song of grace of the universe. All these constellations are yours, they exist in you; outside your love they have no reality! How terrible the world seems to those who do not know themselves! When you felt so alone and abandoned in the presence of the sea, imagine what solitude the waters must have felt in the night, or the night's own solitude in a universe without end!' And the poet continues this love duet between dreamer and world, making man and the world into two wedded creatures that are paradoxically united in the dialogue of their solitude."

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)
The Poetics of Space

Monday, July 21, 2025

Imperturbability and Being


"... I should not take either the biggest or the most picturesque tree to illustrate it. Here is one of my favorites now before me, a fine yellow poplar, quite straight, perhaps 90 feet high, and four thick at the butt. How strong, vital, enduring! how dumbly eloquent! What suggestions of imperturbability and being, as against the human trait of mere seeming. Then the qualities, almost emotional, palpably artistic, heroic, of a tree; so innocent and harmless, yet so savage. It is, yet says nothing. How it rebukes by its tough and equable serenity all weathers, this gusty-temper'd little whiffet, man, that runs indoors at a mite of rain or snow. Science (or rather half-way science) scoffs at reminiscence of dryad and hamadryad, and of trees speaking. But, if they don’t, they do as well as most speaking, writing, poetry, sermons—or rather they do a great deal better. I should say indeed that those old dryad-reminiscences are quite as true as any, and profounder than most reminiscences we get. ('Cut this out,' as the quack mediciners say, and keep by you.) Go and sit in a grove or woods, with one or more of those voiceless companions, and read the foregoing, and think."

- Walt Whitman (1819 - 1892)

Thursday, June 12, 2025

Patterns, Structure, and Arrangement


"I believe that all centers that appear in space - whether they originate in biology, in physical forces, in pure geometry, in color - are alike simply in that they all animate space. It is this animated space that has its functional effect upon the world, that determines the way things work, that governs the presence of harmony and life.
...
No pattern is an isolated entity. Each pattern can exist in the world, only to the extent that is supported by other patterns: the larger patterns in which it is embedded, the patterns of the same size that surround it, and the smaller patterns which are embedded in it.
...
All space and matter, organic or inorganic,
has some degree of life in it, and matter/space
is more alive or less alive according to
its structure and arrangement."

- Christopher Alexander (1936 - 2022)

Monday, June 02, 2025

Language of Landscapes


"There are landscapes within landscapes within landscapes. Every landscape feature is both a whole and part of one or more larger wholes: leaf and twig, twig and tree, tree and forest; garden and house, house and street, street and town, town and region. Every phenomenon, thing, event, and feeling has a context. A valley is not a valley if it has no ridge or plateau, no up and down. Motion is imperceptible without rest, sound without stillness. Without sense of past and future, there can be no present, without threat no refuge. The same material, form, or action may have different meanings in different settings—water in a desert, water in a sea.

"Landscapes are the world itself and may also be metaphors of the world. A tree can be both a tree and The Tree, a path both a path and The Path. A tree in the Garden of Eden represents the Tree of Life, the Tree of Knowledge. It becomes the archetype of Tree."


"Elements of landscape language are like parts of speech, each with separate functions and associations. Flowing, like a verb, is a pattern of events expressed in both water and path. Water and path, like nouns, are action’s agents and objects; like adjectives or adverbs, their qualities of wetness or breadth extend meaning. Elements do not exist in isolation, but rather combine in significant ways, like words in a phrase, clause, or sentence, to make a tree, fountain, street, or a larger, more complex landscape story—garden, town, or forest. Every landscape feature, such as a mountain, embodies at least one complete expression—its own formation. Describing the elements is like looking at landscape—scanning the scene, then successively zooming in and out on significant details, letting the context blur but keeping it always in view."

Monday, May 26, 2025

Surface of the Psyche


“One cannot dream profoundly with objects.
To dream profoundly, one must
dream with substances.
...
Matter is the unconscious of form […]
Only matter can become charged with
multiple impressions and feelings.
...
The poetic image is a sudden salience
on the surface of the psyche."

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)
The Poetics of Space