In my long life, I had never heard of plants that send out roots into the air, and these roots do not need to be buried in earth: they need only air. Yet in the last few weeks I learned that this what my orchids are doing as they send long green shoots
out from the root. And for Christmas I received a plant (see photo) that exists only on air and a weekly soaking in water for an hour or so. This whole idea of "air roots" has opened up a new strand of reflection altogether.
So I thought of my trip
to Cuba as airing my own roots - a welcome break from snow and -25 to -30 temperatures. And so it was: warm air, warm sea, warm sand, warm friends. It did break the hold of January,and I am back without much adjustment to the cold, and feeling readier for
the remainder of winter here, where we choose to live.
Without fully knowing why, it is somehow comforting that not all roots need soil; sometimes roots are fed by air itself, soul roots, body roots, feeling roots...the air itself is food and