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Imagine you are in the presence of a Sequoia. It takes many people to encompass her circumference, so large is she. She is the giantess of the forest. She is solid, her bark rough and fragrant, her fronds towering high. They move through the air, you have to tip your neck backwards to see them. All around, just forest scent and silence, myriad little sounds and crackles and rustles…. The quality of the air is different, lighter and denser at the same time. Before you, an ancient life, much older than you. She feeds from the depths of the earth and communicates with her surroundings; we can’t see it, but we know it is happening. Do you hear her, the Sequoia? Does the Giantess whisper something to you?
What?
