TheBanyanTree: Morning Blessings and Evening Bliss...

Sheri Baity crowfly at ptd.net
Tue Nov 2 05:30:47 PST 2004


The roar of Fall's cry are heard bellowing through the tree tops purifying
Mother Oaks branches.  She is laying down a coat of insolation, getting
ready for Winter's white canvas...

For this is the time when the struggles of the year are layed to rest and
sleep.  New beginnings are on the horizon after the hibernation in the name
of Spring.  A time when tree's and seedlings spring from the ground to see
what the new world, new life, new year has in store for them.  A time when
they dance in celebration of the fact that Grandfather Winter with his white
coat erased all sorrows and mistakes of the past.

A celebration when, we, the people can become one with the earth and see our
connection clearly.  We are the seedlings just waiting to break through the
surface and breath a fresh start.  Our roots are indeed our family, how they
have kept us strong and connected.  Our trunk is our center as it grows and
strives upwards.  Our branches are our arms, how they reach out to embrace
our life's experiences of yet to come.  Our bark is our wrinkles and sheds
of weathered times.

We must learn to nurish and feed and spread our seeds of life.  For there
will come a time when we will dry up and return to the earth as we once
came.  We will drop our seeds of our children and grandchildren.  But we
must always remember, these seeds are the future.  They are seeds of wishes,
hopes and dreams that once were ours.

We must always pray that they never give up through the boulders and
obstacles of life.  We must always pray that they find their pathes and
climb over and proceed upwards and forward to carry on the generations...

The Generations of New Life

We must all do our part to keep the Circle of Life continuing...

Da-Ho
Crow Woman

p.s. wow... that felt good!


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