I
picked the last apricot this morning. Slicing it open relieved that
Cutworm had been inside, munching through the juicy flesh. The
residue of her skillful tunneling was a slightly darkened trail
flowing in one side of the fruit and out the other.
This
got me thinking about how although I could describe Cutworm as a
pest, what makes her a pest is how similar she is to me. I don't
burrow into apricots, but I sure like to eat them. I don't suing from
trees on a thin strand of silk, but I do like to climb in trees.
These
similarities exist for most of the creature cousins my culture
describes as pests. Cutworm and Slug and Potato Beetle and Rat and
Wolf are all pests because they like to eat what I like to eat and
live where I like to live. Cousins like Salamander and Turtle and
Frog aren't described as pests because they don't like the kind of
places I like or the kind of food I like.
Today,
I will be thinking about how conflict can sometimes spring from
sameness rather than difference. It seems to me that this change in
awareness might illuminate a whole different set of possibilities for
living together with those I might have considered pests or even
enemies.
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