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Remember the Lichen




This little phrase might get me through the next few months:  "Remember the lichen."  

Lichen is an algae or bacteria (or both) that lives in a symbiotic relationship with fungus.  It can grow on almost anything and in almost any climate.  I typically see it on trees and rocks when I take a walk in nature.  It can be confused with moss, but it isn't related to moss or plants.  Lichens do not have roots, instead they produce their food from sunlight, air, water, and minerals in the environment.  They are not parasites and only use the plant, tree branch, or rock as a place to stop and grow.

Lichens come in all colors and shapes.  They are beautiful in their patterns and designs.  And they are slow growers.  The fastest lichen grows at .5cm per year!  

 So why am I bombarding you with all of this science?  

Because many times I want to see progress.  I want results and I don't want to wait.  When I remember the lichen, I understand that things need time to develop.  Patience is rewarded with beauty.  And that I don't always notice, or even have the capacity to see, the tiny developments that over time will create something larger.  

 Lichens remind me that systems work and things are connected (even when I don't understand all of the pieces).  We can love and support each other's growth without leaching.  We can be resources for each other, offering space to grow and support for the journey.  

 My perspective might be restored when I take time to remember the lichen.




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