For those of us who are dedicated to feminism and to the sanctity of nature here is one more way to understand the earth as our goddess. Her mysterious veil is the source of all life. Immanence is sacred.
The last winter I spent in New Mexico I walked to the river every morning in the pre-dawn hour. No matter how much the wind would howl later on, at this time of the day nothing stirred besides the birds. Because I traveled the same path every morning circling round one wetland listening to river songs I would find myself slipping into a light trance as my feet hit the hard unforgiving ground. Every bush, cottonwood, russian olive, juniper was familiar, each was a friend. Although this wetland had been trimmed and paths mowed (parching open ground), the majority of trees, plants and grasses had been left intact and the river was nearby. During these light trance states I sensed that the ground beneath my feet was pulsing with some kind of light; that the earth was trying to communicate with me.
At that time I didn’t know that I was walking over of miles of mycelium, because I didn’t know whether these networks extended throughout the desert although I assumed they did. But I felt or sensed something. I knew from trying to garden in NM that the surface of most of the ground seemed quite barren except for the piles of decaying cottonwood bark that I used as mulch, so where was the rest of the mycelium?
Later I learned that across arid soils, a thin crust often forms within the top few centimeters of the soil surface as long as that surface is not disturbed. If the land is run over by too many cattle, four wheelers or other machines, mined or otherwise disfigured even by tilling a garden that precious skin will disappear. It takes hundreds or thousands of years to replace this layer of living matter.
Surprisingly, this mantle is not exclusively formed from excess minerals, as I first believed, but is created by microscopic and macroscopic organisms that live together – fungi and algae. Whenever it rains, cyanobacteria, formerly called blue-green algae, bacteria, fungi, and other microbes that have been dormant awaken. Freed from drought, these microscopic creatures start making food and creating miniature tunnels as they move through the soil, reproducing as long as the soil is moist. The mucilage around algae filaments keep in the moisture the algae/fungi to thrive. As the soil dries out after rain, the threads of mycelium tightly bind all the soil grains, gluing soil particles together against wind and erosion. The value of this thin, living skin of the desert must not be underestimated. Mycelial fungal threads called hyphae communicate, grow every which way, exchange water and nutrients and store carbon underground. What fascinates me now is that l sensed the presence of these living networks beneath my feet although most were microscopic. Mycelial communication occurs by electrical impulses/electrolytes which emit sparks of light and something in me apparently could feel this pulse emanating through my feet.
Fungal networks are the foundation of all life on earth. Four billion years ago alga met fungus as it crept out of the sea. Algae could photosynthesize but it needed fungi to break down nutrients like minerals from rock. The two developed a mutualistic partnership that still exists today. Between the two they create the soil that supports all terrestrial life.
In temperate forests like mine here in Maine, billions of mutualistic/symbiotic mycorrhizal mycelial networks are quite visible, often tucked under leaves or threading their way through the forest floor. Pull off a dead piece of bark and you will find these threads, some are patterned like trees or sunbursts – all are beautiful.
Often during the spring summer or fall I try to imagine the billions of mycelium that are running under my feet as I walk into my field through the pines, or step across the brook into the cool hemlock forest that is carpeted with a plethora of emerald mosses, princess pine, pyrola and other spring ephemerals. I experience awe as I remind myself that all these underground threads are exchanging information, carbon, water and other nutrients with one another. What we learn is that although competition exists in every forest, cooperation between species is the norm. Trees even favor their own kin (Dr. Suzanne Simard). Most important and worth repeating is that during this time of climate change, stabilized mycelium stores masses of carbon – about 70 percent underground.
I notice that the cold white blanket that separates me from this pulsing earth in the winter is not something I appreciate for long; winter used to be a time I loved to snowshoe, look for tracks, and watch wild animals. I still treasure the season, but not the snow, although I value the latter as a form of protection for plants and tree roots, as well as a source of some water (it takes 12 inches of snow to equal one inch of water). I have no desire to fly over the snow like a skier or on some screaming machine; instead I want to sink myself into earth’s bodily wholeness.
Last summer was wet and the best mushroom year I ever remember. I spent the entire summer season in the forest looking for/identifying/and studying the ecological niches that abounded with mushrooms, the fruiting bodies of some mycelium. There are billions, trillions of mycelium that make up these underground networks but only about twenty thousand kinds of mushrooms in all.
I noted with excitement that in my favorite forest I sometimes experienced that pulsing light under my feet while searching for mushrooms or ground covers, walking slowly and getting on my knees frequently to inspect a plant or mushroom more closely. Reflecting upon this phenomenon it seemed to me that I had shifted my awareness from thinking mind to experiencing body. After all it was my body that experienced this pulsating sensation.
Today, I think of this vast mycelial network as a primal earth mother, a sentient being that lives under my feet and stretches across the entire surface of the earth, an ancient and infinitely wise earth mantle that might be trying to get my/our attention. It is intriguing to see pictures of mycelium and the neural pathways of the brain because visually they seem to share similarities. Perhaps these mycelial networks are the mind of the earth reminding us that we need to re –learn from nature that interconnection and cooperation will help us save our species.
BIO: Sara is a naturalist, ethologist (a person who studies animals in their natural habitats) (former) Jungian Pattern Analyst, and a writer. She publishes her work regularly in a number of different venues and is presently living in Maine.
11 thoughts on “Mycelial Madness by Sara Wright”
Have you noticed – the large-scale structure of the Universe consists of galaxy-clusters arranged in mycelial patterns with hyphae, identical to fungal mycelia and to the neural structure of the brain.
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Micro and macro – it is amazing how nature mirrors her own patterns – I am perpetually in awe!
Very interesting! You really pay attention to the structure of the world above and below ground. I already knew about the mycelial patterns of fungus and the connections among trees, but you’ve added to what I knew. Many thanks and bright blessings! I’m sure you’re still walking, yes?
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Very cool Barbara that you enjoyed this post – I do see the earth mother as that skin – not walking now – have a broken foot – very frustrating – depressing too.
If the same structures occur in environments as different as the soil shared within a forest, a human pre-frontal cortex and an entire Universe it suggests that all these structures perform the same function – in this case the transfer of energy, resources and information between the ‘nodes’. In a word – Consciousness and response. The Cosmos is conscious as is the forest and the human/animal brain.
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Science is quite clear on this issue of communication within the forest – underground and above ground – sentience is not a word the is often used with respect to a forest as a whole organism but consciousness exists all the same….
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This is an inspired essay and I am really grateful to read it.
Access to such sources of energy and life is too often completely
blocked or cut-off, whether by cerebral preoccupations or by
shoes & other material blockages.
Thank-you for this!
Oh I am so pleased! And yes, it’s really important to turn to nature who happens to be doing fascinating things above around and below our feet!
Thank you for all your information and insights! I learn so much from your essays. I wonder if this is one reason why being in nature, and walking barefoot in the forest and on the soil, is so health-inducing, both physically and mentally. I think this energy you feel must be healing for everyone who experiences it, yet another example of the nurturing and impulse to balance and well being of our planet.
I have had the same question about walking barefoot – there is something about walking without shoes… I so dislike the problem we are having with ticks….I’m glad you like this kind of essay – I love learning and then writing about this stuff and for me its all tied up with the Earth Mother! Thank you!