Nature is abundant with stories and metaphors that allow us to reflect upon our own lives and draw deep meaning, as I’ve written about many times on this blog. It is in these simple lessons that we find the most profound truths–ways of re-seeing our own lives, stories that allow us to spiritually grow, and methods of better living and interacting with our lands. I believe that everything we need to understand to heal ourselves, our lands, and our communities can be found within nature–if only we listen. Today, I’d like to share two stories about vines and the spiritual teachings that they provide.
In the weeks following my move to Western PA this summer, I made it a point to visit as many wild places as possible. The closest one was a park to the north, visible from my window of my rented house in town, that’s about 270 acres. As I was walking through this park on my very first visit, a friend and I came across some Common Buckthorn vines on a grove of Sassafras. One of the Sassafras had been strangled to death by the largest vine and was standing dead.
Three more Sassafras trees had vines crawling up them, but the vines were smaller and had not yet choked out the tree. We found where the vine met the ground, and decided to cut it to save the other trees. The problem was that we lacked the right tool—we had a Hori Hori that has a small saw on it that’s not that effective, but that will work in a pinch (described in this post). Unfortunately, we didn’t have my portable fold-up saw that I usually carry (which would have made short work of the vine and is much more effective for that kind of job). So cutting the vine and liberating the sassafras trees was slow going, with each of us taking turns, cutting through this vine that was about 2.5” round. That Buckthorn vine was not interested in being cut in the slightest and was quite tough, and the job was quite taxing and difficult. We took turns, and still ended up cutting for a good 30 or 40 minutes in the high heat and humidity before we were finally through the vine. The trees thanked us, and we continued on our hike.
In a second story, I recently visited some friends who have been long-time gardeners (their entire backyard is converted to a vegetable garden). A series of stressful events have left them less time to work on the garden this year than in previous years, so the weeds have taken over. I decided to put a few hours into weeding while I was there, and found myself weeding two vines—some kind of morning glory vine and a lot of honeysuckle vine. Its been very, very wet year and the vines have used that, and the fertile soil of the garden, to really take off. The honeysuckle vine was easy enough to clip at the ground to temporarily cut it back, but the stuff was just everywhere. The smaller vine, the morning glory vine, proved exceedingly difficult. In what I thought was just a pile of vine I found garlic and onions, some strangled to death by the vine, all brought to the ground. One vine could send off up to 10 different tendrils. The beans fared a bit better, but even they were likewise pulled down by these vines. It was very slow going, and I opted in some cases for pulling out the root and leaving some of the vine on, cause the damage to the plant to try to remove it would be worse. By the end of my weeding session, I had saved a good deal of the garlic and beans and the vines were already beginning to wilt in the sun–but not all could be saved.
A set of powerful lessons lie in these two stories, and I’m sure you can see even more lessons within than I discuss here. These lesson resonate on multiple levels: ecologically, spiritually, and personally.
Ecologically, Common Buckthorn and Japanese Honeysuckle are both some of the more problematic species that are not native to the USA, and there’s been a lot of concern what to do about them (and no, I do not advocate the use of spraying chemicals, nor do I like to use the term invasive species). They are concerns because they are plants that did not evolve here, but arrived here somewhere in the 1880’s as ornamental plants and are now very widespread. Due to their vining nature, they can cause serious unbalances in the ecosystem in the shorter term, before nature adapts. Honeysuckle can create huge mats where nothing else can grow and pull down other plant vegetation. Buckthorn can quickly dominate and pull down whole trees in a matter of a few short years as it is a much thicker and tougher vine. I think plants like these teach us a powerful ecological lesson–we brought this plant here without knowledge of what it would do, and now we are seeing the effects of that long-term. We have many such lessons at present, of course, but its a good reminder that we harm nature by not understanding her or what introducing unknown elements can do to her. Furthermore, Its likely that a very small number of these plants were brought here–but now they are all throughout our lands and changing the ecosystems here. I beleive, in enough time, the land will adapt to these newcomers and all will be well–but that’s on a larger evolutionary scale. The current situation teaches us the lesson of impact–we never know what small actions (either good or bad) can lead to long-term change.
On a spiritual level, lessons that Buckthorn and Honeysuckle are good reminders of what we want to cultivate in our spiritual lives. I think both of these plants teach us lessons of restriction and what can happen to us spiritually if we allow too many things to pile up and entwine around us. Just as we can see these plants at work in the outer world, in the inner world, we can have problematic issues that prevent rich spiritual life from developing. These include the constant drains on our time, the things that cloud our inner vision (television, politics and media are particularly bad about this, at least for me), living too closely to the destructive patterns of consumerism and industrialization, and more. I see these constant drains preventing us from a richer spiritual life like vines around our inner sacred grove of trees, attempting to bring them down. If we are not careful, the trees of our inner sacred grove are strangled and simply die, as in the case of the sassafras.
The vines teach a similar lesson on a personal and interpersonal level. Sometimes we get into situations or have people in our lives that begin wrapping themselves around us—they have that uncontrolled vine energy. At first, it might not be a big deal, because they are just a small vine, but if they are there long enough, they can hurt us possibly beyond repair. Sometimes, it takes a third party to come in, cut the vine at its source, and help you recover. But this work is never easy—and it can be really draining and difficult. We also need to be aware of the kinds of energy that may be trying to pull us down and strangling us. Even if we are able to get out of that kind of situation, it might leave its mark. The Sassafrass trees forever bear the scars of where the vine had twisted itself around their bark–but they will live!
In the gardens of our lives, we have cultivated the soil and have planted various kinds of seeds we have planted that we want to manifest (like creative projects, starting a family, finding meaningful work, etc). These seeds need light, moisture, and good soil—but they also need to be free of competition. The vine energy of other pressing matters often puts those things we most want to bear fruit on the back burner. The garlic and beans, much more delicate plants, would have not have produced at all because the vines were not only strangling them but shading them out. It required the full removal of the vines for those plants to have any chance at producing this season–and that was delicate and difficult work indeed. If we want tender things growing in the soil, we must be ready to keep them free and able to grow without restriction.
Not all vines do what these two vines do–and that too, is an important lesson from nature. I’ll draw your attention to poison ivy vine, which is a plant that has evolved in this part of the world (read = native), and a plant which lives in perfect harmony with healthy trees that it climbs. Poison ivy climbs up a tree in order to reach sunlight, not to choke and strangle, and the trees rarely suffer ill effects of having a vine. I’ve seen trees and poison ivy vines growing together for very long periods of time, the ivy sometimes blending into the leaves of the tree. Now while most humans may not like poison ivy (I have some on my foot right now and I’m trying to not think about scratching it), the trees have a different relationship with it. I see this vine as awareness medicine, a plant that tells us to pay attention and be mindful. Many times, I have found poison ivy to be a great defender of the forest–keeping the people out and protecting sacred spaces. People leave the trees, or forests, alone when it is near. And for that reason, I have always seen poison ivy as an ally.
So this is to say that not not all vine energy is necessarily bad energy in or ecosystem, physical or spiritual lives, and its up to us to recognize the various species of vines (metaphorically and literally) and whether or not they are doing harm. We must meditate on what the vines attempt to teach us and listen and observe their role in the ecosystem. With this deep observation and meditation, we can understand the lessons of the vines.
Dana, this article is perfectly expressed! Bob is always cutting down bittersweet vines which also pull down the trees around us, and yet they bare the most beautiful berries. And I’m glad you don’t go on about ‘invasive species’ since it’s clear that those of us who came here to what was described as a ‘paradise’ have no right to be outraged at the very plants we brought with us as we trampled much of this continent into pulp. And yes, these plants will finally settle into balance, as hopefully, who knows, we might as well. I hope it’s alright that I share your thoughts on vines on my Moon blog. September 13 is the new Moon of Muin, the vine, so it seems only right! Sarah >
Great to hear from you! Yes! Feel free to share on your Moon blog :). I do believe these plants will settle into balance–its just that its going to take longer than humans will like.
BTW, those bittersweet vines make amazing ink!
I don’t know Buckthorn as a vine, around here it grows as a bush to tree. Buckthorn wood is super dense, nice for burning. The wood center is bright orange. Dave’s garden shows a vine called Rattan, that is hardy to zone 6. if it’s what your cutting, then you could cut into the vine and let it winter kill. Aww, but less work. I use to think wild grape was a problem, choking out the sunlight from a tree, but removing it just opened up a place for the bittersweet to grow.
Kit, oh, it can have a twisting, vining quality. I had some growing on my homestead in Michigan and it was in its vine form. I made ink from the berries, but had to cut the vines back or they would take down trees. Thanks for the comment 🙂
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Wise words, as usual! I particularly agree about the poison ivy acting as a protector. When we first arrived at this recently clear cut property, poison ivy edged all the perimeters like a sentinel. It was only through working with the spirits of the land and committing to protecting the land in other ways that the poison ivy backed off to an occasional hello near ailing trees. Poison oak made an appearance only when we experienced a boundary violation here, and poison ivy still guards one gate I don’t like people walking through. Th
Thanks for the reblog 🙂
I thought this was a real gem. A lot of people get wrapped up in maligning poison ivy, winter, wolves, etc. because of the inconveniences (even dangers) they may pose. It takes a wise perspective to look past those self-centered concerns and learn the value these things have to the land–and by extension, to us too.
Thanks Donovan! I posted on winter a while back…another one of my favorite posts. We just need to get OUTSIDE our ourselves. Its so hard now, but its worth doing, and once we do, its harder to malign the land and what’s in it!
Thank you again for sharing your perspective … here in the west I have sensed/seen poison oak as a great protector of damaged lands … even though I am seriously allergic and had to leave the landscapes where it grows, I highly respect and value this plant … blog on!! 🙂
Thank you! I should do a post just on Poison Ivy. It has much more to say… 😛
As always, fascinating ecological insight. Many thanks for sharing!
Thank you! 🙂