“I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.”
What a surprising and practical thing to say …. if only people would really hear it …
… the answer is not to turn inward, to retreat into competing factions, distrusting those who don’t look like you or worship the way you do, or don’t get their news from the same sources you do. We must end this uncivil war that pits red against blue, rural versus urban, conservative versus liberal. We can do this if we open our souls instead of hardening our hearts. If we show a little tolerance and humility, and if we’re willing to stand in the other person’s shoes, as my mom would say …. just for a moment, stand in their shoes. – President Biden 01/20/21
There are so many people who are suffering because too many either refuse to believe they can make a difference, or worse ….. shrug it off as ‘not their problem’. That, right there, is the closed heart.
We are all connected. We are all affected by all choices by all people, whether subtly or overtly.
What you put into the Universe … ultimately returns to you.
I hope that whatever is hurting you now will soon be healed. That you’ll no longer have to pretend you’re okay, you’ll just be okay. That healthy love like you’ve never experienced it will come into your life in all forms. That walking away from things that are hindering you will become easier. I hope that you always remember how important you are, how much you’re needed, and that you are enough. I pray that your worth and value never be questioned. That you’ll find peace, joy and abundance. Above all, I pray that in this moment, as you’re reading this, you know how amazingly wonderful you are and have always been.
Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate, or despise, serves to defeat us in the end. What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy, and strength, if faced with an open mind. – Henry Miller
When shadow-work is neglected, the soul feels dry, brittle, like an empty vessel. Then, people suffer depression rather than embark on a fruitful descent. When shadow-work is denied, the soul feels banished, exiled from its habitats in the wilds of nature … But when shadow-work is attended to, the soul feels round, full, sated. When shadow-work is invited into a life, the soul feels welcomed, alive in the gardens, aroused in passion, awake in sacred things. – C. Zweig & S. Wolf
I love it when people make videos like this. There is so much that most people think is ‘truth’, when it really is mis-information, or rumors, or just exaggerated stories handed down through generations.
Spiders are extremely important for our environment. The help us. Yet people will just kill them out of repugnance and fear. They are not the enemy. Our fear is the true enemy. Be Love <3
“It all starts with the wolves. Wolves disappeared from Yellowstone, the world’s first national park, in the 1920s. When they left, the entire ecosystem changed. Elk herds in the park increased their numbers and began to make quite a meal of the aspens, willows, and cottonwoods that lined the streams. Vegetation declined and animals that depended on the trees left. The wolves were absent for seventy years. When they returned, the elks’ languorous browsing days were over. As the wolf packs kept the herds on the move, browsing diminished, and the trees sprang back. The roots of cottonwoods and willows once again stabilized stream banks and slowed the flow of water. This, in turn, created space for animals such as beavers to return. These industrious builders could now find the materials they needed to construct their lodges and raise their families. The animals that depended on the riparian meadows came back, as well. The wolves turned out to be better stewards of the land than people, creating conditions that allowed the trees to grow and exert their influence on the landscape.”
~~Peter Wohlleben, The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate.
“So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”