Root and seed

 From a new newsletter I'm enjoying

Heron Dance Art Journal

"Then a great peace came over me. . . and I seemed to hear the pines and the wind and the rocky shores say to me, “You . . . lover of the wild, are part of us. . .”

- Sigurd F. Olson

"The owl rides the meadow at his hunting hour. The fox clears out the pheasants and the partridges in the cornfield. Jupiter rests above Antares, and the fall moon hooks itself into the prairie sod. A dark wind flows down from Mandan as the Indians slowly move out of the summer campground to go back to the reservation. Aries, buck of the sky, leaps to the outer rim and mates with earth. Root and seed turn into flesh. We turn back to each other in the dark together, in the short days, in the dangerous cold, on the rim of a perpetual wilderness.

- Meridel LeSueur, from The Ancient People and the Newly Come

The root and seed phrase made me think of how us humans mate, with the male providing seed, while females provide eggs.

Thus life continues.

But think as a human who has eggs. That person is different than one who provides seeds. Think how he must think...spreading seeds in hopes new life will take. The one with eggs is thinking as one who wants a safe place to grow the life inside...definitely a place of one life to grow, rather than many.

I think there's more to this thought. And probably someone already came up with it. Seeds or Eggs. A way of thinking/feeling for men or women.