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LIFE AMONG THE TREE-CREATURES: From Personal to Political

October 18, 2015 By Pam

I have a lifelong soul-deep connection with trees. It began in rural America where I grew up, and deepened in New York City, my chosen home.

COUNTRY TREES

The green paradise behind my childhood house on the Ridge Road

The green paradise behind my childhood house on the Ridge Road

At dusk one evening when I was about six, I was certain I saw a kindly oval face glowing from the very top of the tall pine tree near our sagging barn. Trembling, I stood my ground, mouth open in amazement, as it gazed down at me. From that moment, I understood that the tree held the Holy, that the Sacred flowed through it and knew me.

Our family was surrounded by apple and cherry orchards owned by farmers on all sides, but we had personal relationships with the trees on our few acres.

My big sister climbed trees. My little sister and I named them. We called one the “Four-en Tree” because it was shaped like a 4. Behind the outhouse was a skinny, bent tree we called “Grandpa.” The saddest tree was the “Witness Tree” out by the highway where it witnessed car accidents.

Standing in front of Marion with Henrietta in my arms

Standing in front of Marion with Henrietta in my arms

Dad built a safe and sturdy treehouse — which we never used. Instead, we girls snuck out behind the well to the “Hideaway Tree,” a sanctuary of leaves so dense we could stay dry in a rainstorm. My big sister had managed to carry a weathered board up to the top, which she precariously balanced across two thick branches. It became a hiding place. In those branches, I read The Secret Garden aloud to the tree, which seemed to peer over my shoulder.

“Marion” was my favorite tree. She was a maple, tall and strong. I spent long delicious hours in her shade, dug a hole almost to China, played with Henrietta, and pumped the air on a rope swing. Now and then, I’d stop what I was doing, throw my arms around the tree, and proclaim, “Marion, I love you.” My sisters teased me, making kissing sounds and moaning “Marion, Marion.”

My parents sometimes roused my sisters and me in the middle of the night, wrapped us in blankets and led us to the back yard to shine a flashlight into Marion’s branches, where a moon-eyed owl hooted at us.

Me with my whimsical mom, one autumn day long ago

Me with my whimsical mom, one autumn day long ago

Once, an historic occasion, we looked up through her branches at Sputnik blinking across the starry sky.

When I was 11, we moved into the little village ten miles up the road. The trees on Highland Avenue turned golden in the fall. We were a playful family. We raked the leaves, then jumped in them.

Even when I went off to college, I found favorite trees around campus and studied under them.

Leaves press against my 3rd-floor window

Leaves press against my 3rd-floor window

CITY TREES

After college, I left rural America for life in the Big City. My father used to joke, “How’s that tree that grows in Brooklyn?” but, truly, some of the most amazing tree-creatures live here.

The front windows of my 3rd- floor apartment frame the densest part of the trees that line my street. Once, seeing  leaves dance so near my windows, a young piano student declared, “Pam, you live in a tree house!” I wish.

Autumn leaves in Brooklyn’s Prospect Park

Autumn leaves in Brooklyn’s Prospect Park

In nearby Prospect Park, people hearing me mutter probably assume I’m speaking into an ultra-light wireless headset. I’m not. I’m chanting, “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” to the trees. I feel them breathing with me.

Edna St. Vincent Millay wrote a poem, “City Trees,” sympathetic to the slender, vulnerable trees that grow beside sidewalks, surrounded by the cacophony of urban sounds, contrasting them with hearty trees in country lanes. It’s one of my favorites:

The trees along this city street,
Save for the traffic and the trains,
Would make a sound as thin and sweet
As trees in country lanes.

And people standing in their shade
Out of a shower, undoubtedly
Would hear such music as is made
Upon a country tree.

Storytelling beneath a tree in Prospect Park

Storytelling beneath a tree in Prospect Park

Oh, little leaves that are so dumb
Against the shrieking city air,
I watch you when the wind has come,—
I know what sound is there.

My younger sister brakes for animals, birds, bugs. If I were a driver, I think I’d brake for trees, too, not of necessity, but because time and again they take my breath away. Cedar, Dogwood, Ginko, Birch, Elm, Maple, Willow, Oak. How blessed we are that such amazing creatures populate our world! Thank you, thank you, thank you.

INDIA’S CHIPKO (tree-hugging) MOVEMENT

Twig sculpture honoring Chipko women, by Klub Gaja, (Polish environmentalist group), 2008

Twig sculpture honoring Chipko women, by Klub Gaja, (Polish environmentalist group), 2008

In 1730, Amrita Devi watched men with axes enter her village in India with an order from the Maharajah — to cut down trees needed to build his new palace. The trees were the villagers’ source of life, the only green in an otherwise barren landscape, sacred. Amrita Devi tried to reason with the men, but they had their orders. When she stretched her thin arms around a tree, the Maharajah’s men beheaded her. It is said that 363 villagers were killed that day, trying to save the sacred trees that were essential to their lives.

The Maharajah was appalled when he heard about the massacre and declared a permanent injunction against felling the trees or killing the wildlife in the area. Today, the Bishnoi villages of Jodhpur are a tourist attraction, green and beautiful, filled with animals and birds, in an otherwise desolate region. Amrita Devi is honored as one of the world’s first eco-warriors, a heroine of the Chipko (“tree-hugging”) movement in India.

India’s Chipko women, protecting a tree

India’s Chipko women, protecting a tree

But history repeats itself. Modern developers descended on the forests of the Himalayas seeking short-term profit. Deforestation led to environmental disasters. In monsoon season, landslides and floods devastated the regions where trees once secured the land.

One day in March, 1974, when the men of Reni were away, laborers with axes and guns showed up with government permits to fell the trees. Women of the village marched to the forest and confronted the men. Their leader, Gaura Devi (1925-1991), said, “Brothers, this forest is like our mother. You will have to shoot me before you can cut it down.” The men laughed.

Dodging obscenities and threats, the women stood between the men and the trees. Eventually, frustrated and exhausted, the workers backed down.

It took months of vigilance and protest, but, using Gandhian nonviolence, the people, with women in the lead, saved their trees.

GREEN BELT MOVEMENT, BORN IN KENYA

Wangari Maathai launched the Green Belt Movement

Wangari Maathai launched the Green Belt Movement

When Wangari Maathai (1940-2011) saw that women in Kenya had to walk farther each day for water and wood, she realized that the cause was a policy of rapid deforestation which had left big swaths of the nation bare and dusty. The authorities didn’t seem to care.

On World Environment Day, 1977, Dr. Maathai planted seven seedlings in honor of seven female environmentalists of Africa and, with that, launched the Green Belt Movement.

At first the authorities laughed. They stopped laughing when Dr. Maathai got women thinking about how much better it would be for their families if they helped promote sustainable agriculture, food-security, and environmentally appropriate crops benefiting the many in place of export commodities profiting the few.

By the time Wangari Maathai died in 2011, 900,000 women had helped plant 45 million trees which provided a lush canopy of green over their heads, a canopy of hope. And it all began with Wangari’s seven little seedlings.

SWOON’S TREE

Swoon's fabric tree at the Brooklyn Museum, 2014

Swoon’s fabric tree at the Brooklyn Museum, 2014

Caledonia “Callie” Curry is a 30-something street artist/ social justice activist who goes by the tag Swoon. For years, her powerful portraits could be found illegally wheat-pasted on the sides of neglected buildings in gritty Brooklyn’s back alleys. Currently, she’s leading art-therapy for recovering addicts as part of Philadelphia’s Mural Arts Program.

For much of 2014, the Brooklyn Museum devoted its 5th-floor rotunda to Swoon’s Hurricane Sandy-inspired installation, “Submerged Motherlands.” I was lucky enough to see this fantastical landscape.

From the clutter representing our fragile, dislocated lives with their alarming cycles of growth and decay, rose a magnificent fabric tree, akin to the sacred but endangered Mapou in Haiti. It drew our gaze, repeatedly, to the rotunda skylight, as if we might find relief from our environmental anxieties up there with the delicate cut paper foliage.

Swoon believes “we can create little cracks in the façade of impossibility and inevitability.”

Standing at the foot of that tree, I, too, believed.

TO GO DEEPER

“The Original Tree Huggers: Let Us Not Forget Their Sacrifice on Earth Day” by Rucha Chitnis, April 22, 2013, from Women’s Earth Alliance (An excellent article, with information from Amrita Devi’s day to current history)

12-Wangari-kid-book“Wangari Maathai’s Canopy of Hope: remembering a warrior woman for the planet and role model for us all” by Jennifer Browdy at Transition Times, Sept. 26, 2011

Wangari’s Trees of Peace: A True Story from Africa by Jeanette Winter, 2008 (children’s book)

 “Life of Wonderment: Swoon Blurs the Line Between Art and Activism” by Melena Ryzik, The New York Times, August 6, 2014,

Video Clips


A Day in History, Chipko Movement (of 1974) 2 mins. 


“Wangari Maathai ‘The Tree Lady’ by Will Levitt” — Excellent overview of Maathai’s life, success, challenges, the power of the nonviolent grassroots Green Belt Movement and the empowerment of women. (10 mins)


“The Hummingbird and the Forest Fire” — Wangari Maathai narrates the 2 minute, animated story about doing the best we can, no mater how small, for the environment, from Dirt! The Movie.


Swoon: “Submerged Motherlands” environmental art at the Brooklyn Museum, 2014 (3 minutes)

 

Filed Under: Featured Tagged With: Amrita Devi, Brooklyn Museum, Caledonia Curry, Chipko movement, Gaura Devi, Green Belt Movement, Philadelphia Mural Arts Program, Swoon, Wangari Maathai, Wangari’s Trees of Peace

Honoring Women Who Hugged the Trees

September 5, 2014 By Pam

11-AmritaDeviSquareAs we prepare for the People’s Climate March on September 21 here in NYC, I am thinking about some of the brave women who have fought valiantly for the Earth, like the heroines of the Chipko (“tree-hugging”) movement in India.

In 1730, Amrita Devi watched men with axes enter her village with an order from the Maharajah — to cut down trees needed to build his new palace.

The trees were the villagers’ source of life, the only green in an otherwise barren landscape. The forest shielded the people from the desert, protected their fragile water supply, provided fodder for the cows and twigs for the fire. What’s more, the trees and animals were sacred and not to be harmed, according to the rules of their Hindu sect.

11-AmritaDeviBeheadedAmrita Devi tried to reason with the men, but they had their orders. They entered the forest with axes raised. Amrita Devi boldly walked past the bewildered men and stretched her thin arms around a tree saying, “If a tree is saved, even at the cost of one’s head, it is worth it.”

What is the life of a peasant woman to men who are bound to obey the orders of a Maharajah? Amrita Devi was beheaded protecting the trees. When her three daughters stepped up to take her place, they, too, were beheaded. It is said that 363 villagers were killed that day, trying to save the sacred trees that were essential to their lives.

When the Maharajah heard about the massacre, he was appalled at the loss of life. As the story is told, he declared a permanent injunction against felling the trees or killing the wildlife in the area of the massacre and exempted the villages of that region from land taxes. Today, the Bishnoi villages of Jodhpur are a tourist attraction, green and beautiful, filled with animals and birds, in an otherwise desolate region. Amrita Devi is honored as one of the world’s first eco-warriors.

Chipko Movement Reborn in the 1970s

11-GauraDeviIn modern times, developers descended on the forests of the Himalayas seeking short-term profit. Deforestation led to environmental disasters. In monsoon season, landslides and floods devastated the regions where trees once secured the land.

11-ChipkoWomenOne day in March, 1974, when the men of Reni were away, laborers with axes and guns showed up with government permits to fell the trees. A little girl saw them and raced to get Gaura Devi (photo) who quickly alerted 27 other women. Together, they marched to the forest and confronted the men.

Gaura Devi (1925-1991) was unschooled, but wise. She said, “Brothers, this forest is like our mother. You will have to shoot me before you can cut it down.” The men laughed.

Dodging obscenities and threats, the women stood between the men and the trees until the workers, frustrated and exhausted, backed down. It took months of vigilance and protest, but, using Gandhian nonviolence, the people, with women in the lead, saved their trees.

11-ChipkoArtThe rural Chipko movement has been an inspiration to ecology activists around the globe. In 2008, twig sculptures of the tree-hugging women created by Klub Gaja, a Polish environmentalist group, greeted delegates at the entrance to the UN’s climate change conference in Poznan, Poland.

How can I, a woman living in 21st century NYC, understand this story? If I’m thirsty, I turn the tap, and clear, drinkable water comes out. If I want to cook my dinner, I turn another knob and a small, controllable ring of fire appears on my stovetop. I can’t imagine using 85% of my time walking to get water or firewood.

But then, I remember what is happening to the water in Detroit, the rainforest in Brazil, the mountaintops in West Virginia. I’d better understand. See you at the People’s Climate March on the 21st!

To Go Deeper

Articles:

“The Original Tree Huggers: Let Us Not Forget Their Sacrifice on Earth Day” by Rucha Chitnis, April 22, 2013, from Women’s Earth Alliance (An excellent article, with information from Amrita Devi’s day to current history)

“Lessons from the Mountains” by C.S. Lakshmi in The Hindu, May 21, 2000

ChipkoBookBooks:

Aani and the Tree Huggers by Jeannine Atkins (award-winning children’s book about the 1970s Chipko movement)

The Legend of Gaura Devi: The Eco-Warrior of India by Aditya Pundir, Parth Joshi, and Bhavna Pundir (available only on Kindle)

Anand, Anita. “Saving Trees, Saving Lives: Third World Women and the Issue of Survival” in Reclaim the Earth: Women Speak Out for Life on Earth, Leonie Caldecott and Stephanie Leland, Eds. London: The Women’s Press, 1983

Videos:


The Original Conservationists: Bishnois of Rajasthan (5:30 mins.)

 


Chipko Movement (1:30 cartoon for children)

 


A Day in History, Chipko Movement (of 1974) 2 mins.

The Oldest Tree Huggers (5:47 mins.)

 

Credits:

Photo: Student members of the National Green Corps commemorate the Chipko movement on the UN’s International Biological Diversity Day in June, 2012

Illustration of Amrita Devi by Jillian Gilliland.

 

 

Filed Under: Featured Tagged With: Aani and the Tree Huggers, Amrita Devi, Biological Diversity Day, Bishnoi, Bishnoi villages, Chipko movement, deforestation, Gaura Devi, People’s Climate March, tree huggers

Pam McAllister

In 1982, I edited the anthology Reweaving the Web of Life: Feminism and Nonviolence and then wrote two books about women’s use of resistance and action: You Can't Kill the Spirit and This River of Courage.

I've spent a lifetime compiling stories of courageous, creative actions, categorizing them (a la Gene Sharp), writing books and articles, speaking at university forums, church retreats, feminist conferences. I’ve also joined in the action -- antiwar protests in the '70s, Take Back the Night marches in the '80s, prison reform rallies in the '90s, and Occupy Wall Street actions in recent years.

I am currently researching more examples of nonviolent action for peace and justice around the world for two new books -- one for/about children and another about women (whose actions are still so often left out or overlooked).

Here I am with Barbara Deming, my mentor and friend, in Sugarloaf Key in the early ‘80s. The photo has faded, but the memories and love have not.

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