...buried
question for Pamela |
Robert
Leverett |
Feb
13, 2006 06:12 PST |
A QUESTION FOR PAMELA BRIGGS:
Do you think the distinguished
members of the prestigious 120 Club
know their status/importance?
Bob
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Pamela
Briggs |
Feb
13, 2006 09:44 PST |
Dear Bob --
I think that trees are happy to be recognized and treasured by
other
creatures for whatever qualities they are perceived to have.
However, I don't think that trees themselves think that size is
one of
the most impressive attributes. Some trees bear tasty fruit;
some are
skilled at playing music with the winds; some are good
conversationalists.
Have you ever wondered what lists trees might make about us, if
they
were into that sort of thing? Trees probably perceive things
about us
that we're not even aware of.
Pamela
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Robert
Leverett |
Feb
13, 2006 11:20 PST |
Pamela,
I've never thought of where I might fit on a
tree's list. I’m not
sure I want to know. But I once imagined a conversation between
the
Trees of Peace as they gazed down on me on one of my many visits
to
measure/re-measure them. Here is an up-to-date version of an
earlier
conversation between the Jake Swamp and Joe Norton Trees, which
proves
that trees like to be measured.
Location: Conversation begins one crispy autumn day in the Trees
of
Peace Stand in Mohawk Trail State Forest.
Jake Swamp: Hey, Joe, don't look down, but he's back again.
Joe Norton: Not again!
Jake Swamp: Yeah, he's re-measuring us. How many times is that?
Joe Norton: More than all the seeds I can muster in a ten
growing
seasons.
Jake Swamp: Hey, I got an idea. Quick, Joe, puff up and I'll
bend down.
He’ll laser you as the taller of us. It’ll confuse the
pizzazers out of
him. He’ll think his precious measurin gizmo's have gone
stoopid. He'll
go ape.
Joe Norton: Ah, don't confuse the poor little guy. You know how
he
prizes his accuracy with numbers. He’s always boastin about
it. Tells
everybody that he knows my height to the inch. It’s a human
male thing,
I guess. Besides, if we confuse him, we could make him have a
nervous
breakdown. And I kinda like being lazered. Tickles my needles
and cones.
OOH, NIIICE! More, Bobby. Left branch. Up a little. Over ---
left. Down,
down. THERE! Ahhhhh.
Jake Swamp: Softy! But, seriously, doesn't this guy have a life?
Joe Norton: Guess not. Holy Smokes, don’t look now, Jake, but
there's
more of 'um. They’re swarmin around like green flies on
....... Hey,
they're all gonna measure us. Neat! Oooh, that tickles! YEEEHAAA.
C’mon
Jake, get with it. This is great.
Jake Swamp: All right, all right. I admit. I like it. Laser away
down
there all you little twirps. Uh, is that John Eichholz who just
arrived?
Joe Norton: Yep! He's gonna Eichholz us, man. You ain’t lived
until
you've been Eichholzed.
Jake Swamp: Umph! Apparently you’ve never been BVP’d, or
better yet,
Blozaned. Now that, my brother, is really livin.
Conversation ends with two happy trees.
Bob
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Pamela
Briggs |
Feb
13, 2006 14:01 PST |
Dear Bob --
What a great conversation! You obviously know these trees pretty
well.
Joe, compassionate and sensitive; Jake, mischievous and cocky.
"I asked
my friend Joe, I asked my friend Jake . . . "
I believe trees love being touched, and they enjoy sunlight, so
it makes
sense they'd dig being lasered.
So is Jake deciduous, and his calling Joe "softy" not
only a jibe at his
temperament but also a sly reference to his softwood status?
Pamela
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Pamela,
They are both white pines. Interestingly,
Monica finds the Joe Norton
tree more friendly and approachable and Joe was the first of the
two
that I really paid attention to. When we visit the grove, Monica
always
goes to the Joe Norton tree and sits down at its base. I'm not
sure that
I completely understand what she senses the difference to be
between
Jake and Joe. At 167.3 feet, Jake is the tallest tree in New
England.
So, maybe that's given him an attitude. But Joe's not far behind
at
164.2 or there abouts. At one time Joe was the slightly taller
of the
two. That was back in November of 1992 when Jack Sobon and I
first
measured the two trees with a transit. Before that, I'd only
measured
Joe, using crude techniques. Yep, I think that was in 1990. Am I
obsessed
or what? When Jack and I measured the two, Joe was 155.6 feet
tall and
Jake was 155.3. Joe has suffered more crown damage over the
years. At
least I think that is the case. But only Will Blozan knows for
sure. He
is the only human who has seen the tops of both trees up close
an
personal. Maybe Will can share his recollections of the crowns.
He
climbed the Jake Swamp tree in November 1998 and the Joe Norton
tree in
Oct 2001. Michael Davie did the climb of Jake in 2001 and BVP
climbed
Joe with Will in 2001. That was BVP's first tree climb in New
England.
Incidentally, Jake Swamp is the Akwasasne
Mohawk Treaty Chief and
keeper of the trees. Joe is something of a personal friend. He
has
visited Mohawk Trail State Forest many times and planted two
trees there
for ceremonial purposes. He cites the short version of the
history of
the Iroquois Nation involving Dekanawida and Hiawatha.
Joe Norton is the grand chief of the Kahnawake
Mohawks near Montreal.
They were also called the French Mohawks. Joe has also visited
the Trees
of Peace Grove. He was there at its dedication in 1997.
Both Jake and Joe are imposing men. They do
honor to their trees and
vice versa. However, of the two chiefs, Joseph Takwiro Norton
has the
fiercer, warrior-like look.
I'm going to try to get Jake Swamp to come
back for a visit for the
Oct 2006 ENTS rendezvous.
Bob
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Edward
Frank |
Feb
14, 2006 05:25 PST |
Pam and Bob,
I have never been one to anthropomorphize inanimate objects like
cars and
boats. My Tracker does not have a name, nor does my computer. I
don't
assign human motivations to wild animals. However I am a big fan
of science
fiction and fantasy. There are on notable occasions examples of
sentient
trees - the ENTS in LOTR, the Elcrys in Terry Brooks' Shannarra
books.
Other stories of people being transformed into trees. Science
fiction has
treated sentient trees in more abstract ways. These stories tend
to portray
these beings as much like humans only with a longer time-frame
point of
view.
What would a sentient tree actually be like? Would it even think
in a
manner comprehensible to humans, would there be any common point
of
reference? Would we even recognize its thought as intelligent?
It seems to
me that we likely would not recognize the tree as sentient. We
might assign
all of its actions and thoughts as simple biological processes.
All living
things seem to have a response or reaction to threats. All seem
to be
driven to reproduce. All are engaged in the search for food. So
perhaps we
would have these things in common, but from there where would a
tree
based-intelligence evolve? Surely the world
view of the tree would be
different from ours. Would it have emotions as we know them? I
am sure they
would "like" sunlight, whatever like would mean them.
Would they recognize
that humans even existed? Pderhaps trees really are intelligent,
and we
simply don't recognize the truth.
Ed
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Michele
Wilson |
Feb
14, 2006 05:34 PST |
I assume they know that they can serve as good back scratchers...and
they
spend some of their time watching each other's back!
michele
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to Ed |
Robert
Leverett |
Feb
14, 2006 10:56 PST |
Ed and Pamela,
Oooh, Ed, you are skirting a very deep subject
- the very nature of
consciousness, human and non-human. The orthodox scientific
approach has
usually been to ignore the possibility of anything that cannot
be
directly perceived through the use of the 5 senses and their
extensions
via instrumentation. But, who would deny the validity of his or
her own
thoughts? Yet, try to capture them for verification and study,
prove
that they ever existed, beyond the simple observing and
recording of
chemical activity in the brain, and humans split up into
divergent
camps. Religion, Philosophy, Metaphysics, Parapsychology,
Spiritualism,
the Occult, etc. all come in to play. On the more scientific
side, Dr.
Michael Perlman believed that trees possess a kind of
consciousness,
albeit not of the human variety, that allowed them to respond to
us. I
am quite confortable with Mike's concept since I believe that
living
things possess an energy field/body that is aware and that is
connected
to the physical body until the time of physical death, but is
not the
same as the physical body or a manifestation of chemical
activity in the
body. I have many reasons for my beliefs, and a virtual lifetime
of
study, that I won't go into here. However, my belief system
allows me to
be open to the idea of separate tree consciousness. However, but
I do
not perceive it to be of the human type.
The nature of tree consciousness was a subject
that Mike Perlman was
researching when he died. He and I had many discussions on the
subject.
In our discussions, Mike was by far the more adroit thinker of
the two
of us. I often struggled to understand how he was seeing tree
consciousness and his concept of a psychological structure
mainfested by
trees, although not a human psychological structure.
Ahhh, ENTS goes Woowoo! YEEEHA!
Bob
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Pamela
Briggs |
Feb
14, 2006 15:20 PST |
Dear Ed and Bob --
You bring up intriguing facts and raise fascinating questions.
Wouldn't
it be wonderful to talk with a "Nim" or "Koko"
of the tree persuasion?
I think that if a tree and a human could communicate, there
would be
general agreement with concepts such as "Sunlight
good," "water good,"
"fire bad." If the human tried to explain exceptions
such as, "Fire
bad, but when I'm cold, fire good -- and that reminds me; it's
chilly --
where's my ax?" I can imagine the tree might have a problem
with that.
In the world of my novels, trees have souls. The trees live
among
people, and have for many ages, so they understand them. Trees
don't
mind being felled if there is true need, because even after the
tree is
dead, its soul remains.
The people respect and honor the trees, just as they respect and
honor
their own families, and their human ancestors whose bodies are
gone.
They recognize how much trees give them, in life and in death,
and take
responsibility to keep that relationship going for future
generations.
I have no problem accepting that there are non-human
intelligences
about, and I don't mind differing opinions. However, to me, the
biggest
problem with stating that trees (and plants and animals) are not
intelligent in any respect is the goal behind such a
proclamation.
Isn't what is behind such arguments the desire to conclude that
-- "this
is not intelligent; therefore, we can do with it whatever we
want"?
Humans have a long history of disrespecting the environment.
Sadly,
humans have enough problems with respecting other humans!
Pamela
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Tree
trunk asymmetery, Macroscope 25, more tree conversations |
Robert
Leverett |
Feb
16, 2006 06:14 PST |
Ed,
... BTW, Pamela, I approached Jake
cautiously, sense from his lofty perch he and Joe might have
sport at my
expense. I could hear the plotting.
Jake: Hey, Joe, what's that new gizmo that old Bob's got down
there?
Pssst! When he gets beneath, let's jiggle our branches and drop
some
snow on him.
Joe: Okay. Good plan. Hee, hee....... Hey, why is he just
measuring you
with that nice new gizmo? No fair! Okay, Bobby, just you watch
out. I'm
pissed!
Jake: Guess he knows which one is the more important of us, dear
brother?
Joe: Oh yeah? Well, I used to be taller. Besides, mama always
did like
you best.
Jake: This conversation is beneath my dignity. I refuse to get
into old
family matters. ........ A little to the right, Bobby. Ahhhh,
yes. Hey,
where's John Eichholz, BVP, and Will Blozan?
Joe: You, you, you ..... CONE HEAD!
...
Bob
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Robert
Leverett |
Feb
16, 2006 11:23 PST |
Pamela,
It sounds like the people in your novel have
grown spiritually - well
beyond humanity's current perch. To pursue your line of thought,
first a
quote from what you wrote: "problem with stating that trees
(and plants
and animals) are not intelligent in any respect is the goal
behind such
a proclamation. Isn't what is behind such arguments the desire
to
conclude that -- 'this is not intelligent; therefore, we can do
with it
whatever we want'?". I agree completely. Reducing a thing's
intelligence
is a coy human strategy to justify/rationalize its exploitation.
Looking
at the state of our environment and how we got to where we are,
the
cardinal sin of modern human civilization might be said to be
exploitation. However, I wonder if tree consciousness embraces
the
exploitation of an area? If so, which species are the biggest
exploiters? I'll bet Lee Frelich and others would have some
interesting
candidates. So, let's see, if one species colonizes more
environments
than another and eliminates its competitors, should other tree
species
admire, fear, hate, fight, ignore, etc. the dominating species?
In your
fictional accounts are there bad trees? Bad species? How does
competition play out. Just wondering. As Monica and I agreed
last
evening, you've given us flashes of an incredibly nimble
imagination.
Two inquiring minds want to know how your tree being handle
competition
among their kind.
BTW, were you talking about Koko the gorilla?
Incredible being!
Bob
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Tree
Competition: He Had to Ask, Part II |
Pamela
Briggs |
Feb
16, 2006 13:46 PST |
Dear Bob and Monica --
The people in my novel are spiritual throwbacks, actually --
they live
in an isolated village and never abandoned their reverence for
nature.
With no stores, plumbing, or electricity, they must depend on
each other
and whatever the Earth provides to survive. They have a
gratitude and
respect for the natural world that most of us have lost.
Competition in the forest hasn't come up in the story, so I had
to ask
the linden tree spirit about all this. He says that there are no
"bad"
species or individual trees. When species are invasive, they're
not
malicious; just doing what they believe they need to do to
survive.
There are misguided, lost, or naive individuals, but they learn.
(Some
are slow learners, just like people.)
Trees don't have egos the way humans do. They have an interest
in their
own health and the health of the forest as a whole. However,
they are
always aware that their physical bodies are temporary, but they
themselves -- their souls -- go on. So they don't have such an
emotional investment in their individual accomplishments as
people do.
Their model of life is as an interconnected web. A hierarchy is
an
animal concept.
Trees are patient. A skimpy growth season doesn't make them
panic.
Loss of limbs doesn't devastate trees the way it does people.
Trees can
survive droughts, storms, and bitter cold. They trust the Earth
to
sustain them and the Sky to bring them sunlight and rain. They
stretch
out their roots and branches as much as they're able, but if
they're
crowded out, they understand that that is part of the plan. They
accept
that their role is not to be the biggest, but to serve in some
other
way.
Trees act in service to others, both in life and in death.
Whether one
bears fruit for creatures, or is hollowed out and provides a
home for
them, each tree is doing its part. They trust Mother Earth and
Father
Sky to work out the details, and in the end, provide for
everyone.
Trees are not completely fatalistic. They work for their own
survival.
They have their defenses, like the trees which, when attacked by
certain
insects, cry out to their brothers and sisters in warning so
they can
protect themselves. So trees do feel a special kinship with
others of
their species.
You might liken the trees in this forest to the people in the
little
village it surrounds. Each individual has its own personality.
There
are little rivalries and gossip. But they have a strong sense of
community, and protect and care for one another despite their
differences.
Also, trees in general have a well-developed sense of humor.
They have
to.
Yes, I was referring to Koko the signing gorilla, and Nim
Chimpsky (get
it?), who was one of the first chimps to learn sign language.
If you're interested in clashes of tree personalities, I can dig
up a
link to a story by a Russian writer which is engaging, yet one
of the
saddest, most depressing things I've ever read.
Pamela
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The
sad Russian tree story |
Pamela
Briggs |
Feb
17, 2006 11:40 PST |
Dear Michele --
The story is "Attalea Princeps," by Vsevolod
Mikhailovich Garshin. It
devastated me. The author killed himself. I'm not surprised.
Here's a link to it (click "Go on to Part II" at the
bottom to read the
rest): http://www.ralphmag.org/AH/parliament-trees1.html
Pamela
Michele Wilson wrote:
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hi pamela;
what is the name of the Russian writer's sad story?
michele |
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