on another day of celebrating and honoring the earth, happy next to last day of arriving april, the day also celebrated as arbor day when we are re-joy-sing in the efforts of so many for so long to plant trees, amazing earth stewards of radical regeneration…
trees, our lungs of breath, teach us generosity as mothers of nourishment and fathers of support creating one vast network of trillions and trillions of roots intertwined as one, flooding the struggling with juice, receiving the dying standing talls’ marrow…
not i, only we, this network of generosity, this unfolding synarchy… let’s breathe in deeply filling ourselves with love and light with each inbreath and letting go/ surrendering/softening through our soles with each outbreath…
smiling, we sync deeper and deeper home with every breath being more and more relaxed and at ease and at home in the core of our bring, the wisdom center animating us…
feeling our soles on the warm, mossy, forest floor, we sync into the soil below while our limbs are outstretched toward the sky… opening deeply to pure presence, we bathe in the stillness and dance in the forest grove…
let’s bow deeply to all our relations thanking each other for the sacred circle of life we are as we drop down a little deeper into the mystery of the great beyond on this night of the moon darkening, almost new closing with the words of Ranier Maria Rilke:
“I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that’s wide and timeless.
So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a gravesite
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots
embrace…”
