As with the sophisticated tendrils of fungi, so too the growth of branches & roots, sinews of nerves & axons & dendrites & veins flowing with blood, so too patterns of brooks & streams to rivers & mountains cascading over & into one another through valleys & so too the pathways of our lives.
All philosophies know this to be true: language is our house & home. All desires & plans to stave off extinction know this to be true: our language must reflect that we are one with nature, a part of it & not apart from it. That language must also be allowed its wild.
So, what practices will hone & delight in this? Walking, sitting, being with. A cultivation of slow life & presence. This is the only valid gnosis now.