"Tree Being" by Bettina Madini
The Deep Forest, had been, over a long period
of time, turned into a 'tabu', where, in fairytales, children get lost, where
danger lures around every rock, where ghosts live and darkness abides.
When I was a kid, I played on rocks high up
in the Austrian mountains, and I was surrounded by trees, the winds and endless
views into rolling tree dwellings. It was at times 'eerie' and I would have
shivers run down my body and run back to the house my family stayed at. There was a presence,
invisible. And I had nowhere to go with that rather than run.
Modern city life has us estranged to the
gifts and energies of the forest. Is it really dangerous? Is there really a
monster? What if that monster (that might also abide in us) is where our
phenomenal capacities wait? Where energies would love to contribute to us?
Where nature beings invite us to be with them? What is speaking to us in the
forest? Who or what would like to play with us? What is trying to get our
attention? With awareness we will know what is around us. We will be able to
receive all the information that our body gives us. What is the shiver? Do I
run? Do I sit down? What is it?
With more practice over the years, practice
in awareness, receiving and question, I spent as much time as I could in
forests and by trees. I lived in countries that still had trees. I bathed my
crystals in springs and sang to the winds, I sat entire days on rocks in forest
clearings and deer came grazing right by me.
We were made to believe that nature is
dangerous. We were made to believe that daylight was safe and nighttime was
dangerous. In the insane attempt to control nature our civilization turned into
maniacs that feel safe only if there is constant light and noise. Quiet, true
'nature' sound-type calm, becomes a rare commodity. Have you ever tried to
record the sound of a spring, the trickling waters? I have many times. I hardly
get 2 minutes of it. And that's considered lucky. Where did we go? What choice
did we make that created all that?
I was lucky to grow up in a garden. My family
loved nature, although we were in the middle of a metropolitan city. My
grandparents had a garden..... I will be forever grateful for their creation
and their teachings. Each year, I plant seeds in their memory and see them
smile.
So, friends, I invite you on a journey of
receiving. What can we create on the earth, with the earth, with nature, with
all beings that still live here?
What if you are a vital part for their
thrival, and for the thrival of our planet?
I see it this way: Without each one of you,
there is a hole in the tapestry of the world. Can you see that tapestry? When
we don't show up and stand up and sing our song and shine in our colors, this
tapestry will look pretty raggedy. Sort of a sad piece of unraveling
moth-cloth. Can we afford any of us missing in that tapestry?
You hold threads in your being that you could
contribute to the weaving, by being you. With you, the tapestry will become stronger
and stronger, more magnificent, precious and potent. You are not separate. We
are all part of the symphony. The trees are whispering. Do you hear them?
Bettina offers a free intro call on Aug.9, noon cdt. More here: http://tinyurl.com/ycbkdz3z
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