Sunshine. So easy to forget its magical powers; until it's clouded over for three days straight. After that, the feeling on unobstructed sun on the flesh of my cheek felt like the most divine pleasure. So I try to soak it in as much as I can. I take mindful breaths. I bring my awareness to my heart. Become still, and listen. Sunshine speaks to me in glitter and gold.
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Trees. Talking, listening, learning, or loving, they are here to serve us. Building upon the theme of walking, I like to interact with the trees as I enter their auras at a slow pace. Sometimes it's just a simple recognition or hello. When I need it, i'll ask a question from my heart and listen for it's quiet response. Some people think I'm crazy when I fess up to talking with trees. If you have no foundation of a practice of intuition, it may sound impossible. But if you are already familiar with listening to your own intuition, talking with trees is just a subtle layer of talking with yourself. Every single tree I have ever asked to converse with has been nothing but positive, encouraging, and loving. It's like calling your grandma to have her assure you everything will be all right. If you hear a negative tone, pause and ask if it's really the tree-it could be your own ego or fear based creature. Recently, the advice I've been asking for is on a big scale and the answers I receive are small, and everyday. I trust that means the big stuff will work itself out when I fix the small things. |
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