Be. What to write about, "be"? Silence maybe. Stillness. Resting in the cave of your heart. There, is a place you can be.
In the fall of 2014, a mentor provided me with a book. The book was called "The Giving Tree". It sits on the top of the stand in my dining room.
On one regular early morning on one regular spring day in 2015, I was walking through the woods with Kim, my wife. The leaves were just out on the trees and bushes. The woods were filled with green and the emptiness, the sparseness that was winter, was gone.
The path was dark with earth, still wet from the morning dew. Rocks of all different shapes and sizes created a maze of crevices for the wet earth to lie in. This particular area of the path was downhill and steep. Kim, was behind me. We were cautiously stepping from rock to rock, down into this gully where water sheds from the hill when it rains hard.
We had walked this path many times before. This time though, at the bottom of the hill, I stopped. I didn't know why. I looked at her, she looked at me. I remember looking around, wondering why had I stopped. I remember feeling as though I stopped for something, but I didn't know what or why. I started walking again.
The path now was moving to an incline as we started moving back out of the gully. I stopped again and looked to my right. There was a small space in the trees, no leaves blocking my vision and it allowed me to see back into the woods a little ways. "I need to go in there." I told Kim. "Ok", she said, and off I went. I walked back into the woods, stepping over downed trees and making my way up a small hill. I was probably 15 meters off the original path, on a path of my own. I stopped. I was at the base of this giant tree.
"This is what brought me here." I thought. "This is what brought me here." I knew. I know, it may seem crazy! It seemed crazy to me at the time. I don't normally wander off into the woods because I am "called to". This wasn't normal for me. But, at that time I can vividly remember it did feel in every sense of the word, real. I did feel called of the walking path by this tree.
I placed my hands on its trunk. My fingers fell into the gaps in the bark. I looked up. It's bark was thick and it created soft waves of gray and black as it meandered up the trunk. It reminded me of my hair.
"Be"......That was its message. Just be.....like the tree.
I called Kim over. We sat there at the base of this tree for 10 minutes. She could feel its energy. I shared with her it's lesson.
This lesson has blossomed for me. The tree provides, simply through being, not trying. It provides shade for some, peace for some, joy for others. All without trying. I realized I, simply through being me, provide too. All without trying. Being me comes naturally. When I am "being me" I am in harmony. I feel joy, an inner peace. I became aware that when I was "trying to provide shade", when I was "trying" to teach someone something "they should know", when I moved "outside" of just being me, I would often feel conflict within myself. I became more aware of where I was operating from. Was my shade occurring through being, or trying?
I started creating through being. I started being me. I started moving from conflict to harmony. Does what you are doing feel effortless or require effort? This is a good sign on whether you are being or trying. Is what you are doing just part of what you do or is it something someone else needs to know? Find effortlessness in what you do and you will find what it is like to simply be. You will find harmony.
3 months after I found this tree, I was standing in my dining room talking to Kim. I looked up. There, on the top of the bookshelf sat that book from 2014, "The Giving Tree". Thanks for seeing me Miguel. Bless you....
May you be blessed with awareness. May you be blessed to create, simply through being. May you be blessed to find inner peace and harmony.
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