Tree Auras-
Energy
to grow by…
I
have often wondered as I have walked the softwood
cloaked trails of my local area, if anyone else takes
the time to stop and notice the trees. There are lots
to learn from watching trees. They
cloaked trails of my local area, if anyone else takes
the time to stop and notice the trees. There are lots
to learn from watching trees. They
grow into the environment they inhabit,
depending
on the minerals found in the soil, the terrain and
water available. They provide a home, safety for
birds, windbreaks for humans, plus other things
as recycling carbon monoxide into oxygen for
the whole planet.
on the minerals found in the soil, the terrain and
water available. They provide a home, safety for
birds, windbreaks for humans, plus other things
as recycling carbon monoxide into oxygen for
the whole planet.
Sitting
with them during meditation, one can often
connect with the energy they provide for us.
I often try to focus on one individual tree, as
there are many varieties here in Nova Scotia.
Quietly observing for several minutes.
My senses begin to connect with the tree.
I find in my mind the energy stored with-in is
branches as it begins to glow to a halo.
A prism unfolds with-in the branches, moving
to the tip of every bough. Rainbow colors
spiraling round and round the tree until it
has filled with a lucid light. The tree speaks
to me of all its days, as it reached to the sky.
It tells of harder times, when the wind has ripped
its bows, stripping it of its personal protection,
only to have new growth there later. Its scent
fills my nostrils with fresh fragrance that moves
thru my body, healing my muscles, re-focusing
my mind then returning to the air surrounding me.
I stay as long as possible with the tree. Its time
has no meaning, I think...I have that internal clock
ticking constantly, reminding me of something else
to do. How sad for me that I can't stay with the living
wood that the Creator has provided for my enjoyment...today.
connect with the energy they provide for us.
I often try to focus on one individual tree, as
there are many varieties here in Nova Scotia.
Quietly observing for several minutes.
My senses begin to connect with the tree.
I find in my mind the energy stored with-in is
branches as it begins to glow to a halo.
A prism unfolds with-in the branches, moving
to the tip of every bough. Rainbow colors
spiraling round and round the tree until it
has filled with a lucid light. The tree speaks
to me of all its days, as it reached to the sky.
It tells of harder times, when the wind has ripped
its bows, stripping it of its personal protection,
only to have new growth there later. Its scent
fills my nostrils with fresh fragrance that moves
thru my body, healing my muscles, re-focusing
my mind then returning to the air surrounding me.
I stay as long as possible with the tree. Its time
has no meaning, I think...I have that internal clock
ticking constantly, reminding me of something else
to do. How sad for me that I can't stay with the living
wood that the Creator has provided for my enjoyment...today.
Realizing
beauty,
my nature connection
I return
a mundane world,
walking up
the lane to
my home…☼