I’ve gotten my “haircut” for the year. Most of this year’s leaves are already scattered around my base, yellow and decaying, becoming food for next year’s growth and shimmering display. A few of my dying leaves, still attached, flutter in the fall breeze sending silvery light through the woods and prairie margins.
Come and visit us here in the woods. Quiet down and listen to the sighing the singing, the flowing and fluttering, the heartbeat of the natural world that supports and feeds and nurtures each and every one of us.
Come visit your fellow earth inhabitants! Know that we love you! Turn off that shiny “smart” object, put it in your pocket and commune with us. Tune into your wild nature and remember your roots in the rich earth. You are a beloved spirit, an irreplaceable part of the web of the whole.
We nature spirits and beings long to connect and uplift you, to soothe and comfort, and hold your feet firmly to the earth, the magnificent green planet that is our home.