We trees are expert meditators, living in the here and now, observing what is without judgment; inhabiting ourselves fully from deepest roots to sunlit crown.
Crab apple tree in blossom
We have an awareness of the breath of the earth, the waves and tides moving in and out, the winds, the seasons, the arc of the sun throughout the day, the brilliance and power of its light, the rising of life giving water through our roots, the magnetic pull of the earth, the many life forms we support and shelter, the moon phases and starlight that bathe us at night; the exquisite nuances of air, vibrating with thunder, soft with breezes, or high winds, roiling clouds thick with moisture.
We feel and know and observe it all.
We are rooted here now in this moment we have no need to question or analyze this fact or second guess or regret anything!
We simply take our place in the web of all that is, weaving a container for all beings on the earth with our branches and roots, crowning our beloved earth with our love.
When despair or sadness come over you, take a walk – find a tree and sit at her roots, lean against her trunk.
Grandmother Cottonwood, morning sunlight
Now see yourself rooted deeply to the earth. Nothing can topple you. You are flexible and you sway gracefully with the wind, safely and securely anchored.
With the tree’s help, you can release the feelings that drag you down, and know yourself as a powerful being!
Let the despair, the fear, the grief you feel drain into the sweet earth where these energies will be transmuted, neutralized, and healed. Let your feeling be carried down into the earth on your out breath, through the trees roots – for your energies intermingle and become one.
Now imagine breathing earth energy up into your roots and bringing it into your lower body. Allow it to fill you with its calming and peaceful frequency. Allow the gentle tree energy to clear and renew you.
Now with your roots firmly planted, let your energy rise and expand with the trunk, branches and crown, taking in the sunlight and joy of living in this place at this time. Divine energy will fill your being as you allow it to pour through you.
Know the peace, solidity, awareness, and love of your chosen tree. Breathe healing energy from above and below as you merge and experience for a few moments what it feels like to be a column of light, rooted to the earth and reaching to the heavens.
Do you ever ask yourself “Where do I begin and end? Where is my center? Where are my outer limits?”
Dear ones, your deepest being knows no limits. You may feel that you cease to extend past the end of your nose, yet those of you with sensitive antennae will know and feel and sense the energies and emotions of the larger world.
Stream reflecting bare trees
You can filter and set boundaries on what you sense to keep yourself focused on your own life. At times, when you are feeling good you may allow yourself to dissolve into energy particles and merge with all that is as you meditate.
The answers to your questions will change when you master this process. Your perspective will change. Your life will be transformed as you discover you are one with all things.
In this way you find that you are more powerful than you know, that the universe is made up of pure love, that you are eternal, that you are so much more than your body, that the universe has your back.
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.
Hackberry tree bark
Lie on our fragrant cushion of fallen leaves, listen to the rushing creek, the birdsong, the crickets. Know that you belong, that we all belong together.
We tree spirits are content. You might say we are happy, or even joyful!
We feel delight when one of you two-legged beings spends time and attention in our proximity- laying in our dappled shade, leaning against our textured trunks, receiving earth energy through our roots; climbing, swinging, playing at our base, gathering our flowers, fruits, leaves, and seeds.
Through us you are connected to earth and sky. The truly sensitive among you, and of course, the children, will feel and know our energy and be uplifted and healed and calmed in our presence.
Do not treat us as part of the scenery only! We are an integral part of your world. Our energies overlap and interweave. We are inseparable. Our health affects your health!
Do all you can to keep our sweet earth humming in balance and harmony, so all creatures and their descendants may experience peaceful, expansive, healthy, and joyful lives!
Grandmother Cottonwood, evening sunlight
Sending down roots is making a commitment to life! I commit to this life, to this place and time, for the seasons, years and decades I’m blessed to live. My roots reach deep and wide. My roots and presence are my pledge of participation and involvement in the here and now – in the life of our beloved earth.
I take what I need from the earth and the atmosphere. I feed and sustain myself and allow the development and unfolding of my being from a tiny seed. I do not need to give myself permission to take the sustenance I need. My existence is permission enough. I am here to expand into my life’s design and purpose.
If a choice was possible, I would choose once again to be what I am now. I am blessed in this life to send my roots deeply into the soil and raise my branches and leaves, to scatter my seeds proudly.
In my home, a wooded margin at the head of a grassy flood plain, I make a commitment to live with my whole being, my entire spirit, to send my roots deeper and wider each year so I might know my part in this exquisite web of life and add my unique tone to the harmony of all that is.
Cottonwood seedpods and bark
My roots anchor me deeply to the earth. I am content to be here now, day after day, year after year, feeling the seasons shift, the sun’s warmth growing stronger as the earth turns toward spring. The winds and lightning, cleansing rains, the dear ones who share life with me here on this fringe of open meadow. I wake to my home, my circle of life.
After my long winter’s nap, I am gently opening to the birdsong and the frenetic activity of nest building and seed sprouting all around me. Groggy insects crawling out of their nests greet the warmth.
Vultures soar overhead against a backdrop of dramatic spring clouds. They’re back from their exotic winter home, come back to grace our air and land with their effortless easy sky dance as they catch the white sunlight on their magnificent wings.
I feel the millions of buds on my crown beginning to swell, the life force flowing into the tiny embryonic seed pods forming just as they have for millennia.
I am an integral element of this earth, I belong and so my dear, do you. We are all meant to be here. Your dear energy, your gifts and talents, your emotions, and thoughts are all part of this delightful tapestry that we call life.
Diminish yourself or any one of the creatures who make this earth home, and you diminish the whole, and yourself with it. Know yourself as a vital thread in the tapestry of life on our beautiful green earth.
A six year old from Central Iowa asks:
Q. Why do leaves turn color in the fall?
A. My dearest, we want some fun before our long winter’s nap! We love to color and paint just as you do! We delight in showing off and being noticed! Its part of who we are, the colorful party for another growing season well lived! Its the closest we get to a birthday party! The ashes and cottonwoods love the golden hues, as bright as sunshine! The maples and oaks like reds and scarlets and oranges, sometimes purple! What colors do you like to paint with?
Pick our beautiful leaves up and hold them to your heart. This is our gift to you!- Our breathtaking color combinations and hues. This is fun! We get to play before bedtime. Do you?
Think about this, and see if you do this too: We grow, we celebrate, then we rest. Grow, celebrate, rest. Grow celebrate, rest.
Love and tree hugs to you!
Grandmother Cottonwood speaks of Autumn
Now the time of rest is upon us, the great release. Countless leaves drifting to earth to feed the soil. They simply let go.
The time of great silence and sleep, of drawing inward, of low slanting sunlight, sweeping and intense, with no canopy of leaves to soften and filter the brightness. Shadows here in my home lengthen as the daylight grows shorter. I am ready once again for my long winters nap.
I have earned my rest as have all rooted things. We have once again shown you, given you the best that is within us, the season of leaf; millions, perhaps billions of leaves here in this small valley. We are the silent community that supports your very life here on this green planet. Blossoming, leafing out, shading you, blessing you with our gifts; pouring our woody hearts out as we grow toward the warm sun all summer.
We love you in spring fall winter, summer. Our love encircles and holds this earth together like our roots hold the soil You may think we cannot feel, but there you are mistaken. We thrive when you thrive! We are acutely attuned to the vibrations in all things, acutely attuned over eons to the shifting slanting light, moving southward day by day, the cooler air, the age old tale of love, the pulling inward, the sleep followed by new life, blossoming into fullness after a long rest once again.
I’m ready for the season of rest. I shed my leaves as easily as a drop of rain merges with the ocean. But one last shimmer of my crown before I bid you all a good night.
GCW speaks of cherry pickers, giant shredders and chainsaws.
It is well known that you humans wish to contain and control our treeish growth! See what huge, noisy, expensive equipment you need to maintain your illusion of dominance over our exuberant life force! Yes, you can trim and top, shape and prune, but our mandate from time immemorial is simply to grow, to take in as much sun, water and air as possible.
Your loud and jarring chainsaws do not harm or threaten us, for we will simply grow in another direction, reach farther, generate new and wider branches after this year’s chips have fallen. It is a game we like to play, you see. The game is called life! We will see you and your energy shredding chainsaws next year!
I delight in the fuss you humans make for us trees!