Even if windless and still, this tree is awhirl; perpetual motion.
A ball of relentless , spiky energy suspended in space.
I have moments, days even, when I am like that.
Then I know I need to slow the f**k down…
Tag: Tree
Deeply Rooted
Pictured is the impressive visible roots system of a Moreton Bay Fig. Massive, sculptural things – and that’s only what you can see.
By way of contrast, a recent storm pulled up a shallow – rooted olive tree in my backyard and deposited it over the clothes line.
It takes a storm to finds out what your foundation is like.
Like a tree, if we are not deeply rooted we are deeply rooted (that is not a circular nonsense, as I mean the second “rooted” in the Australian / NZ vernacular meaning, “screwed”or “f**ked”).
That means knowing what your mainly silent, often invisible core really is all about and where you have come from.
I hope that you are totally rooted in the more positive sense of the word…
Strands Of Beads Around Her Neck
Many Points Of View
The Hanging Tree
Just hanging around? Hung up on something? Left hanging?
Hey, don’t hang up on me….
Radiate Away
Everything,and everybody,has a centre or core from which it or their essence radiates away from.The spider’s web.The yucca tree.You.Me.
Lose that centre and you have no outward effect or influence.Compromise your essence and your impact is diluted.
Nurture and look after what is good at your core!
Yucca In Flower
Another, closer look at the yucca flower from yesterday’s post ‘Soft Beauty vs The Harsh Spikes’.
And today we look closer at yesterday’s tragic mass shooting in Christchurch – the shock subsides, the “why? and “how?” of analysis starts. But hope and love, the soft bloom of the heart, are constant. They are what will get us all through this.
Twisting Branches (Meandering Life)
“Life meanders in this way. Art gives us all kinds of images of this living path that goes where it is going in a series of incomplete circles.There is the serpent of knowledge in the garden, the twisting pathway through the maze, the caduceus, or staff, of Mercury, and there are the twisting branches of the tree of life.Living is a meandering pathway across the void.”
William Bridges, excerpt from ‘The Way Of Transition’
ebb then flood 