Tree Spirit

I often recommend using creative writing or a 'stream of consciousness' method as a means of tapping into your own ability to connect and channel energy. The following came to me after some time spent in the woods, connecting with the trees and appreciating all that they (and the natural world) offer us. The image is of a 'light language' mandala, simply cast by the sun through a vase of roses on my dining table!

Cut off my bough - I will spring forth two.

Surround me with concrete - I will lift your sidewalk.

Restrict my roots - I will bear fruit.

Plant me alone - I will manifest family.

Strip my leaves - I am a wand for your magic.

Sharpen my end - I am a tool, for drawing, hunting, cooking.

Set me alight- I will keep you warm.

Let my fallen leaves lie- I will nurture animals over winter.

Tap my trunk - I will bring you medicine.

Burn my bark - I will ward off darkness.

Bury my seed - I will bring forth new life.

Let me be of service.

Let your arms embrace my trunk.

and your fingers trace the wisdom lines etched upon it.

Rest awhile in my shade

Eat my fruit.

Forage at my roots

Hang from my branches.

Find peace on the whisper of my leaves.

Watch the spirits dance within my light.

Join me awhile in the ancient art of being.

No rushing here and there for us

Be still and watch the seasons change around us.

Witness my power- my stark dark outline against the winter horizon.

Carve my discarded branches into useful things.

Bring me into your home.

Let me seat your children.

Let me store your clothes.

Gift me to future generations

Feel my presence.

See me thrive.

Gather hope.

I am alive.

I am love.

I will return.

And if you really look, you will also see that I was never gone.