Walking among giants

Too tall. Too big. Too heavy. Too strong. Too much.

The other day I got to walk among the giants (the Sequoia trees of Jedediah Smith State Park in Northern California). I carried with me my bark, my seeming protection from my stories, developed through periods of fire to learn resistance to their scalding licks. I moved slowly and with caution as I believed a body my size, moving through space with energy and agency, is potential for damage. I stood still and let life happen around me because witnessing/hypervigilance was better than not being included. I built new storeys high and away from the ground-dwelling, creeping crawling stories I believed were looking to penetrate and poison my structure.

(PD: Me looking tiny next to both a fallen, and a standing, Redwood tree)

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Paul Sockett

Paul Sockett

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A silly & sensitive storyteller; a word reframer. I am a fierce advocate for Shame- & Scarcity-free choice. 🍦 inspires me: https://ko-fi.com/paulsockett