There is a massive fire burning on the Cape Peninsular. Today is the fourth day and still the fire continues. It is disturbing and unsettling. Quite literally so for many families who have had to evacuate.
And yet the Cape fynbos needs fire (You can read more about that here). The Cape flora have evolved to require fire every 10 to 15 years. It is living alongside the fynbos which creates the tension and the fear of disaster. The devastation of the fire is necessary for the long term health of the flora.
And yet, it so very hard to hold that perspective as I watch the flickering flames on the side of the Mountain. There have already been families who have lost their homes. The threat is real.
It makes me wonder though if the human psyche isn’t a bit like the Cape fynbos. Maybe we need the occasional devastation to clear out the dross and to allow for new growth.
What are the parts of myself which I desperately try to protect when the internal fire rages? The structures I have built, but which have no real place in the True Self.
Perhaps the quest for interior freedom is to be able to let the fire rage when suffering ignites it, and to let it take what it will, trusting that the new growth will come.