A Kernal Bursting

“Beauty surrounds us.” ― Rumi

“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.

A tree says: A kernel is hidden in me, a spark, a thought, I am life from eternal life. The attempt and the risk that the eternal mother took with me is unique, unique the form and veins of my skin, unique the smallest play of leaves in my branches and the smallest scar on my bark. I was made to form and reveal the eternal in my smallest special detail.

When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. Let God speak within you, and your thoughts will grow silent. You are anxious because your path leads away from mother and home. But every step and every day lead you back again to the mother. Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.” ― Herman Hesse, Bäume: Betrachtungen und Gedichte

Be still.
Be quiet.
Listen.
Observe.
Examine.
With your heart, not your opinion.
The world, starting with self, needs love, not your judgment.
We make God in our image – small, petty, othering, self-righteous.
No wonder people run away fast.
We are made in God’s image.
Beyond comprehension by our underused imagination.
When we discover that, we change the world.
Invite. Welcome. Embrace.
Be kind. Love well.

“And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?” ― Rumi