I feel this language in my bones, but it’s not in words…
… or mathematics, as is this one, but what different mathematics they are! (And they’re not about numbers. You have to read them with your body, with the same aha! you have when in the presence of a lover, or with art. And, yes, it’s art. And love. So too is this complex mathematics laid down by waves driven by the turning of the earth, which is driven by the creation of the solar system, which is ultimately driven by the creation of the universe ….
They call it a Big Bang, but, sheesh. Look at it. It’s a turning and a flowing, that’s what it is. It’s music.
That is the power of water, of course. Fish came from the scale-patterned mathematics above. Trees, with their roots and crowns, come from the one below.
Crows know all this.
The earth is alive. A definition of life that excludes that is a parlour game. You cannot, however, write equations for this mathematics.
You don’t need to. Your body knows.
All images were taken on the beaches of Tofino on Vancouver Island.