“healer of the forest” nurselogs are numerous in the woods we hike in. the white rot fungi grow easily in the outer bark of the tree, breaking down the structure of the wood and allowing small pockets of rich soil to form, remediating and inviting moss, mushrooms and small plants to feast on the nutrients and grow, stretching roots around the fallen tree to plant themselves deeper into the ground. small animals find welcome in these healers and they live companionably together, each benefiting the other. the concentric circles ripple outward. symbiosis. harmony.
i’m trying not to read the news as often these days. i find it deafeningly dissonant. apparently, we, as a human race, are not naturally healers. instead, we are creators of havoc, bullying, agenda-pushing individuals who give little care to remediating or living companionably together. the concentric circles that ripple outward are filled with toxins; people get lost in power and control games, indeed benefiting no species whatsoever. strident discord.
we could learn something from white rot fungi.