The Dance of the Spirits, Masculinity and Femininity

Not wanting to give up too easily, I found wind protection behind a patch of junipers at the western end of Antelope Valley, dominated by Tehachapi Mountain. Often covered in snow, the weather up there is unpredictable, and I caught one of those April snowstorms in action. While down in Antelope Valley, it was very windy but relatively warm and sunny, and the wildflowers were blooming joyfully; up there, everyone braced for impact. In nature, the delicate spirit of femininity (exemplified by the wildflowers) coexists with a violent spirit of masculinity (exemplified by the snowstorm). The two engage in this elaborate dance so that after the storm, the snowpack will melt, watering the flowers in the desert and nourishing wild animals. The flowers, in turn, will produce seeds and fruit to feed the wildlife and to grow new flowers the next year. We can learn from them. By struggling to paint in windy conditions, I, a woman, was one with the flowers at that time, appreciating the spirit of masculinity. This painting is the resulting fruit. "You will know them by the fruit." Matthew 7:16