In
the eighteenth century when William Blake wrote that "Nature is imagination
itself," it was a statement by a mystic that was probably as little understood
then as now. Nature, for most people, is something that we visit occasionally
or connect with on weekends if we are fortunate enough to be able to
go skiing or camping or just walking.
In her book of poems and short essays, Powertalk, Therése Halscheid
brings us back again to
that perception that nature is an energy
in us, not something apart from us, not something "out there." Although
far from being generally accepted, it is a realization that one even
finds in modern psychology. The Jungian writer and analyst, Lawrence
Jaffe writes, "Through the psyche we are enabled to feel a kinship with
animals, plants, even the wind and the stars — not just because
we imagine it so, but because we are in fact of one substance with them."
In her poems, Halscheid shows us that we can, not only expereince nature
in its beauty and awesome splendor, but we can learn from it, learn about
ourselves and our life. When she says, "in a dream / a tree / knew about
me" or that lava "piled wisdom high /upon the land," when it was formed
into a mountain, we come away with a different sense of nature and also
of ourselves.
The idea that there is wisdom in a mountain is an ancient concept. It
leads us back to the great spiritual traditions of native peoples in
all areas of the earth. It is a realization that we must return to if
we are to save our earth from the destructive forces that see nature
an an inexhaustable source of natural resources to be plundered by the
forces of greed and the materialism of our age.
Powertalk is a call not only to observe, but to partake of
nature, to commune. In a poem titled, "Record Keepers," Halscheid
writes,
"I have come / to learn /from the wise / tales ... splashing / the
right message / into the mind / bringing words /from the sea /stones
tossed
/ to the surface," again and again she reminds us that there is
really no separation, no duality between the observed and the observer.
They
are one. It is the Zen concept that when the separation is dissolved,
at that moment we "become" the object, we are the flower, the
stone, the mountain. When these moments of perception occur we, as Halscheid
writes, will know how it is "Just Once To Be A Rock," which
is the title of one of her poems. We will, if we let ourselves, perceive
that we humans
are, "living rainbows."
In an essay about a night spent close to the sounds of nature in Arkansas,
she asks the question, "What would my wild sound be if I allowed myself
to make it? One can only hope that in her next volume of poetry, she
will allow herself to make that wild sound. We and the earth will be
better for it.
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