ancient worry

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And while I stood there

I saw more than I can tell

and I understood more than I saw,

for I was seeing in a sacred manner

the shapes of all things in the spirit

and the shape of all shapes as

they must all live together

as one being.

…..Black Elk

to whisper to the pine and moss is to make amends…….who do we turn to? what is it we seek? where do we land? may we listen to the hard lessons, the heart of woe, and the beauty that continues relentlessly…..

In the midst of formidable challenges, in an era that Paul Crutzen has dubbed the Anthropocene, we are being called to the next stage of evolutionary history. this new era requires a change of consciousness and values- an expansion of our worldviews and ethics. The evolutionary life impulse moves us forward from viewing ourselves as isolated individuals and competing nation states to realizing our collective presence as a species with a common origin story and shared destiny. The human community has the capacity now to realize our intrinsic unity in the midst of enormous diversity. Such a transition, while marked by struggle and conflict, is occurring within the context of our emerging understanding of the Journey of the Universe……Mary Evelyn Tucker & Brian Thomas Swimme

to mourn for sky

In shamanism we find a practice that comes from various traditions called deep listening. The answers we seek lie in nature- nature is always sharing her teachings with us. The answers also lie in our own inner wisdom. We must shift the focus of our energy from our heads to our hearts, where we can listen to this wisdom. We must remember what we love about life and what brings us to a place of awe and wonder, reigniting our passion. We must remember how to honor and respect life with each breath, step, word, and thought. What you bless blesses you in return. This is the power of reciprocity……..Sandra Ingerman

2 thoughts on “ancient worry

  1. How easy it is to ignore the voice of the wind in the pines, or the sacredness of the cedar forest … Yet this is our legacy, the trees are our breath and connect the earth to the sky, with a sweetness only felt in those in between moments. They speak an ancient nearly forgotten language, a love we should be want to know …
    ( – love the music of Steven Halpern)

    • our thoughts become too loud….drowning out the tree whispers…….softening thoughts, we enter the body…..a temple that blends into the forest…….

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