This would seem obvious: of course the spirits of the desert are different from the spirits of the jungle, and the spirits of the mountaintop are different from the spirits of the sea shore. But if we don’t listen to the spirits of the land – either because we stay in the same place all the time or because we simply don’t slow down long enough to hear them – we may miss a great diversity of life, perhaps in our own back yard.
About 110 million years ago, what is now Glen Rose, Texas was the shoreline of a shallow sea and the home to several species of dinosaurs. One day Pleurocoelus, a large four-legged plant eater, was chased by Acrocanthosaurus, a smaller two-legged meat eater. We don’t know if Pleurocoelus was killed or if Acrocanthosaurus went hungry that day. What we do know is that they left their footprints in the lime-based mud and the prints were quickly covered with a layer of clay, preserving them for eons. In 1908 the footprints were uncovered by a flood and they’re visible today in the Paluxy River, especially in times of drought when the river is running low and clear.
Earlier today a group from Denton CUUPS visited Dinosaur Valley State Park, which is about an hour south of Fort Worth. We had two missions. One was to do the usual tourist stuff: see the land and the dinosaur tracks and take lots of pictures.
The second was to listen to the spirits of the land.
Here in this one place we had the spirits of the forest, the spirits of the river, the spirits of the birds and of insects, and the spirits of the rocks. The land is alive. All land is alive, but this place is more.
The land is in a transition zone. It is neither the fertile land of the East nor the desert of the West; there is water in the river, but parts of this area are quite dry. It is a liminal zone where it is especially easy to hear the spirits… if we’ll slow down and listen.
We call this hemisphere “the New World” because humans are very new here. There is nothing on this continent that can compare to the 5,000 year old tombs and stone circles of the British Isles, much less the 10,000 year old Göbekli Tepe site in Turkey. But as Cosmos so beautifully illustrated, humans haven’t been here all that long on a geological time scale. These dinosaur tracks have been around over 20,000 times longer than Stonehenge.
After exploring the riverbed (if you go, go early to beat the crowds and the heat), we found a quiet place and Cynthia led us in a guided meditation that was as much a prayer as it was a visualization. I sat down, closed my eyes, and listened. And I heard.
To say that I could identify and classify the various land spirits would be ludicrous. But there was so much there. Some felt similar to the spirits at my home a hundred miles away. Some felt hot and dry like the land itself. Some felt wild – not antagonistic to humans, but apathetic to us. And some felt so very old. They were there long before we came and they’ll be there long after we’re gone.
Does that matter to them? I don’t know. For some I think it does, for others I’m pretty sure it doesn’t.
But I do know this – it matters to us.
Blessed be this New World – a New World that is so very old.