TREE

"Gah I rise to the sky, and watch the world

Gah I descend to the earth, and the world watches me."

Kul Nesimi

Can you honor your existence by standing still, like a tree? Like a tree... Confident in yourself... Safe within yourself... With roots deep in the earth, branches reaching the highest heights... Without resisting the wind, just knowing it blows and waiting for it to pass? Can you be a tree that knows, when the time comes, it will flower, and when the time comes, it will bear fruit, without effort? A tree that doesn't try to hold onto its falling leaves, doesn't cling to them... Can you open your branches to the birds that come, without distinguishing between them, without taking sides? While your roots pull life-giving water from Mother Earth through every pore... Grateful... Can you simply say, "I am"? Can you notice the contribution you make to existence simply by being? Can you, without resentment, be a part of the entire forest, standing next to the tree whose trunk is thicker than yours, with more leaves—perhaps even never shedding its leaves standing in harmony with all the trees? Can you see that the whole forest is actually just one tree, and that tree is you?

No matter where you look, no matter where you turn, can you realize that you're only seeing yourself? That tree, that wind, that bird, that forest... They are all you. They are all inside you.

Watch inside yourself.

From everywhere, from everyone, from everything you see, it’s you.

What you hold, what you try to hold, what you fight for, what you cannot fight... It’s you.

Let go.

Be a tree.

The root of a tree

Deep within.

The branch of a tree

Reaching the highest.

The wind blows and passes.

The leaf sprouts and falls.

Draw the essence from the deepest parts of the earth.