Turns out dreaming is not where its at. Its research and knowledge at your finger tips!

In this 2021 article in Botany, I learned a lot more about the Ceiba and its significance as a world tree:

Ceiba pentandra (Malvaceae) and associated species: Spiritual Keystone Species of the Neotropics

Having spent time with the Huaorani, Professor Rival of the University of Oxford is the story teller:

Rival, L. 1999. Trees and the symbolism of life in indigenous cosmologies. In Cultural and spiritual values of biodiversity. Edited by D. Posey. UNEP, Nairobi. pp. 358–362.

Hence, in the olden times

the ceiba sheltered all of life

it connected the heavens and the earth

and was mother, father, and sanctuary

outside of its zone of protection

the terrain was all flat, there was no water

the angry sun scorched and burned the earth

and evil eagles preyed on humans and other animals

encircling the tree was fear, death, and doom

it was a difficult time in evolution

There is a diagram, in the Ethnobotany of the Seri Indians book by Richard Stephen Felgar and Mary Beck Moser, of the near shore ecosystem at the Infiernillo Channel, between mainland Mexico and Tiburon Island. Figure 2.3, page 23:

What a fantastic world of mangroves, eelgrass, and mullets in the Sea of Cortez! This is my interpretation of the same diagram as above. I am in love with the estero and intertidal sands – tiny biting flies on the beach included:

Aside from the sun depicted in the sky, the lunar months of November and December are represented by the two stars of jack rabbit and turkey vulture. And that is a pack rat playing a violin at the bow of the balsa reed boat.

I forget the source of this story. Perhaps it was posted in Amazon Frontlines? The part I do remember is that the squirrel gnaws on the liana that holds the world tree, breaks the vine, then the tree falls down. What happens to the people after that? Where do the birds, butterflies, and cicadas go? And the jaguars running loose everywhere?! There is a huge evil harpy eagle on patrol also…

Sorry folks, I’ll take an incomplete. Better go back to sleep, and dream about this one a little bit more for a followup sometime in the future.

Found this great book at the public library:

It had a picture of old time hero Dr Schultes crouching in a vision quest circle, lookin’ like he was about to fast for a few days and meditate on the desert.

In the section on the supernatural beliefs, origin stories, and culture creators, they talk about the spirit power of plants. There is this idea of an invisible power that looks like a hairy bug named ICOR, and it is in charge of the life and spirit of all the plants. Moreover, the hairs of the ICOR create dust on the plants, dust of various colors. And sometimes this dust drifts into the air and forms clouds, storms, rain, the whole bit.

Well I thought this was pretty wicked cool, and if anything, somewhat resembled our scientific water cycles of transpiration and cloud formation, along with how plant cover can facilitate rainfall in a given region.

Another part of Seri mythology was about the various humanoid mythic beings that made this earth habitable for people. One such creator was a short, fat, dirty, breech cloth wearing dude named HANT HASOOMA. He reminded me of the master of animals, and so I had to draw him too. He is basically the spirit of the desert itself.

And heres the key to some of the Sonora desert plants in the drawing. HEHE is the name given to the life and spirit of a plant: