In nature, I feel alive, always. Life looks brighter. I see in techno-color. Even a dull winter's day is filled with hidden gifts. If I really see, with more than just my physical eyes, I know She's special.
It is being in nature that we can see true beauty -- in all her nakedness, in loss, and in dormancy. It's in all seasons of her life that offer opportunities -- chances to grow, to learn, to appreciate -- to see each moment so not to miss a chance, so not to take anything for granted.
For nature is beautiful, in full bloom and in barren drought. Realizing ebb and flow allows appreciation of stillness and pause, as well as, of growth and life. For without periods of rest there could be no productivity, no harvest to reap.
When connected with nature, life hums, Spirit breathes. Death is nonexistent in the knowing that there is so much more beyond physical beauty. There's that feeling of freedom, communing with the sun's warmth, listening to the bird's song.
It's in nature's space that truth is revealed. It is a place for discovery, to find true passion and tolet go -- to let go of living judgmentally, superficially, fearfully, with ego. It's in nature that I see who I want to become, not necessarily the prettiest or the one bearing the most fruit, but for becoming the one most deeply rooted, living humbling, passionately, with branches that reach all dimensions, in service, lending hands to help and offerhope. It is in nature that I see character and strength exemplified. It is in nature where I see the naked truth. It's with nature that I may fearlessly cut my trunk open to the core, to see to the heart, unafraid of what I'll find, for "seeing" honestly shall reveal my roots, so I may discover my ancestry and find my way home.
For nature permits freedom -- to examine, to watch, to recognize, and to let go. For nature teaches me to examine my heart, to watch my thoughts, to recognize my fears and judgements, so that I can forgive and let go. Releasing the dead stuff, the stagnancy, and for allowing for new growth. It's with permission and allowance that I may grow -- with anticipation, with eagerness, with curiosity. For reaching full bloom is when my petals fall and I begin again. It's beginning anew that is exciting because it leads to seeing new tender buds.
Nature shows me true work -- delving deeply, doing good works, living bolding, living fearlessly. For living without fear of death promises life in the next cycle to be even sweeter.
Life has blessed me with a very special tree, a majestic 250-year old Sycamore Tree. She stands bolding, majestically, deeply rooted, bearing much life, promising time immemorial, a glimpse of ever-changing life and death. She represents the beautiful cycle of Spirit, seen and unseen. My Sycamore keeps me busy, for She gives me work. True work. She brings indescribable energy and presence. It's Her presence that reminds me of Truth. She provides shelter for so many and continually amazes. She continually attracts and exudes life abundantly. She so graciously sustains.
She is truly special.
Awe-inspiring, steadfast and true, my Sycamore offers me daily bread and consistent presence. She reminds me to stand humbly, despite harsh conditions, to take it all -- the good and the bad -- to continue striving and thriving, working towards bearing fruit no matter what. She reminds me to seek theLight, for it is my Source, the One that truly feeds and sustains. She shows me how to stand -- firmly planted, how to appreciate the earth below, and how to remain fully grounded.
It is only by standing in balance, by appreciating the sky above and the Earth below, that I can live freely, feeling continually energized and fully fed, for living fully in gratitude. For only with sincere gratitude may I enjoy Her, may I drink in Her precious nectar and receive the key to realizing a beautifully abundant life.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
For You Are Something Special.
From Jewels Heart