
Oh how much do I love thee, let me count the ways….
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There was a time when I would read that hugging trees was good for our wellbeing…yet I would skip on by, knowing the trees were there, yet not really ‘knowing’, not really ‘understanding’, not really ‘seeing’, not really ‘connecting’….until, the beauty and grace of enlightenment flooded my entire being.
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And so, my love affair with trees was born. I began to sense, to see, to hear, to feel and to know, deep within my core and with such beauty, that it took my breath away.
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The trees became my confidantes, as I shared my inner most secrets, and in turn they bestowed upon me their incredible wisdom.
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These enduring and majestic beings have seen so much that came before us, and will surely see so much that will follow us. They have witnessed that which we cannot imagine, yet they continue to gift us with all that they are, as they weave their beautiful rich tapestry rooted deep within Mother Earth.
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Soaring into the blue of the sky on a summer’s day, shimmering their emerald protective canopy of leaves, like a butterfly on the breeze. Yet when stripped bare of their canopy on a winter’s day, their magnificence is of equal measure.
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Opening my heart, I see through the eyes of my soul and I see a world of colour, glorious colour, texture, depth and wonder. My entire being is an endless well of love and compassion and tenderness and gratitude, for myself, for the world, for all those around me.
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As I take a walk amongst the trees, I break into the biggest grin and giggle as I skip round their trunks, knowing, understanding, seeing, connecting, awaiting my invitation to my rest my head against their intricate bark and stretch my arms round them.
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As I hear the lifeforce rushing deep inside the trunk, I close my eyes, breathing deeply, I am at one with the trees, at one with Mother Earth, at one with my soul.
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And so it is π
Love, Always β₯