💚 The treeness of trees 🌱

💚 The treeness of trees 🌱

Things. Things are falling into place. This journey. The ground.

The ground as I walk on it is materialising under my every footfall. It’s as if reality is coming to meet my feet.

First, there is frustration and irritation, those old timeworn habits.

As I walk or cycle out of the house, there they are – people! They drive too fast. They block my space, judge me, ignore me.

Now, without prompting, I understand how pointless and empty of meaning is my own irritation. So I observe my emotion, I watch it arrive towards me, and it actually walks ghost-like right through me and vanishes!

The feeling that remains is relief and levity!

Second, and just as unsettling, are the trees.

I have read that it is a simple, effective and loving discipline to observe trees as living and growing, moulded by time and the weather. I observe them just existing as trees in conformity to their own beautiful nature. Trees aren’t judgemental, nor do they invite judgement.

I have read that it is amazingly simple to transfer this wholesome way of seeing trees in their endless variety to the appreciation of other people.

When I observe people as possessors each of their own original innocence and dignity in the manner of trees, it is my whole relationship with the treeness of trees which receives an entirely unexpected boost!

What is taking place is a falling away of the veils that usually obscure the essential nature of everything.

With difficulty, I have to try to tear myself away from a huge Plane Tree standing in full leaf, in sunlight, unmoved by any breeze.

I see the delicate green flags as naked messengers of the tree’s reasons for occupying its space in its time.

The only thing it is not doing that I am doing is moving away now

🌷~ ॐ ~ 🌷

~shantih~

~shantih~

~shantih~

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Email to a new Friend about to go travelling…

It’s Full Moon.

Where we come from is largely known to both of us solely from the personal presence shown by one to the other.

It is a transparently good place or I should not be writing you this.

The direction where we are going is a mutually encouraged movement which has all of the same attributes as those of a grand meal – expectation of savours, many unknown – but without any sense of fear or alienation.

Cleave to your journey, O pal.

Stay alert, record and share, discuss and digest.

Be open, humble, respectful of all you meet, judge none, avoid none, give full attention.

The butterfly effect operates only at such a distance that it is out of sight. Your smile is seen. You move on. That life-affirming energy aroused by your smile may engender springs of hope in individuals, families, cities, entire populations which you cannot and need not understand.

All you need to understand is that you have immense latent power. It is the power of choice to smile.

Turn away only from those whose minds have diverted far from life’s glory that they see only negation and fear. You do not need to be smeared, in mind, heart nor body.

Only see the myriad tiny things, because in the end our lives are upright and we survive only because we are intimately and eternally supported by the microcosm of everyday sublime simple beauty.

Never ever pass up the chance to giggle.

With love

As ever