"Old Growth Children"

Robin Wall Kimmerer finishes this chapter thus: "Outside the door of his cabin, the circle of young cedars look like women in green shawls, beaded with raindrops catching the light,graceful dancers in feathery fringe that sways with their steps. They spread their branches wide, opening the circle, inviting us to be part of the dance of regeneration. Clumsy at first, from generations of sitting on the sidelines, we stumble until we find the rhythm. We know these steps from deep memory, handed down from Skywoman, reclaiming our responsibility as cocreators. Here in a homemade forest, poets, writers, scientists, foresters, shovels, seeds, elk and alder join in the circle with Mother Cedar, dancing the old-growth children into being. We're all invited. Pick up a shovel and join in the dance."

While lots of people would pick up a shovel, I think there are many other items that one might choose to pick up as part of their joining in the dance.

What will you bring to the dance?