

“The plant or the tree can actually sense you; not in the same way a human senses, but it actually responds to the attention that you give it. And it loves it. . . . You don’t have to hug the tree, you can but it’s not necessary . . . to sense the presence of the tree.” Eckhart Tolle. Paradise Regained: Waiting and Spiritual Wakefulness, 2023/Audiobook.



IN BETWEEN TIME by Victoria Sullivan Awash in the wind and the chill air, I awaken on the porch from dreams weaving about me, threads of disaster, or threads of indulgence. That in between time, half-asleep, half awake: it is the time that feels most natural to me now. I sense King Arthur’s knights riding through the mists of old England, the presence of something larger than the self, a fairytale perhaps, a myth, the dream state. Those who say they do not dream, I am amazed. Of course the neuroscientist would say they do dream and simply forget. But I wonder if there are vast arid deserts inside the souls of those who’ve lost their dreams. I don’t mean waking dreams, daydreams, but that odd mélange of incidents and perceptions, that smoky state where you star in your own inner film. Waking from the foggy place requires a certain quiet step from the bed to the floor, from the porch into the house. I drink coffee but I’m still lost in a whisper of the dream. And outside in the early morning light -- how lovely -- all the trees are luminous.
Victoria Sullivan is both a poet and a playwright, with five Equity Showcase productions performed in Manhattan, and productions in Phoenicia and Cooperstown, New York. She teaches literature in the Lifetime Learning Institute at Bard College and co-hosts The Woodstock Roundtable on WDST 100.1 FM. Recently she has been performing spoken word with a jazz band at various Hudson Valley venues.
