As my physical remains crumble into dust and become food for the Earth, for the insects and worms, I enrich and feed the soil that once fed me. The decay of my physical being nourishes the soil that sustained my long and prosperous life. The rains, snows, ice, the freezes and thaws have begun to break down what is left of me.
My spirit, the energy that supported my physical being continues, as bright, as strong as ever. Now the “I” that was focused and centered in the once living tree experiences an immense freedom, an expansion, a lightness, a joy in knowing my oneness with all that is.
Gone are the days of knowing the baking heat and withering drought, chill winter winds, eroding washes of driving rain, the threat of lightening and high winds.
I loved my life in the form of a magnificent cottonwood tree in spite of harsh weather, boring insects, men with bucket trucks and chainsaws. I lived a beautiful life, connected intimately with the web of all-that- is.
My spirit endures!
And now from my new perspective, my spirit observes the manifestations, the ebb and flow, the dance of life on earth with deep gratitude and great love for all beings.
I have a new viewpoint on the web of life, or the web of spirit, if you like. For in my new reality I know without doubt that all things are one.
You might try to find me in that place I called home for so long. You could sit on my stump and try to locate my spirit.
Just as you might seek a deceased loved one again in their favorite chair, just around a corner, or puttering in the garden, you will no longer see or touch my physical presence.
We spirits of the deceased are no longer limited by life in physical form, by illness, emotional pain, sorrow, grief, fear, natural disasters, roots that hold us to one place, to weather that breaks branches and uproots, the freezing cold, or wilting heat.
Time space and distance no longer limit beings that have passed into spirit form.
Those who cross to the light slowly acclimate to the freedom and flow, the lightness of being, the life of the spirit. This is our new dimension of existence.
We can communicate with you. We can give and receive messages in various forms. We are with you. We love and care for you. Please ask for a sign, a message, a feeling, a word, a dream or image from us so you will know our presence.
Once again I understand that all living beings originate in spirit. We choose to manifest in our various forms in physical existence. We live out our precious earthbound lives, be they long or short. We die, leave our bodies behind and rise up once again as spirit, indestructible, resilient, immune to all ills.
We spirits exist with expanded awareness, expanded compassion, expanded joy, expanded love.
Even though you do not see us, we are everywhere. Call on us.
Your bodies may age, your hair my grow gray, your skin my retain the creases of your habitual facial expressions. You may move slower than before. Your children may be adults already and have their own children. You may wonder how you got to this point in your life!
Make no mistake! The invisible soul, spirit, and energy of your being is forever fresh, young and full of passion and enthusiasm, delighted to be here in a body. Your spirit is indestructible, gaining wisdom, knowing, and expansion from lifetime to lifetime without end.
Dead branch – Grandmother Cottonwood
Can you allow your wise self to be a witness to your body for a few moments, and see without judgment the arc of your physical life- from infant to toddler, small child, adolescent, young adult, parent, middle aged, older grandparent, elder, aged, and even then on your death bed? Can you see and know yourself as a free spirit unencumbered by a body? You are all this and more!
Your body is a vehicle for the spirit, limited in time and space. This is so you may focus on the blessings, the challenges, the desires, the conditions of this life, for the advancement, the education and expansion of your soul.