I know you…

I fell in love on the day the sun stood still in the sky and a breathe in the land’s air touched places in me I never knew existed

I fell to my knees struck breathless not knowing what I was or where

Yet deep inside my soul the knowing was strong as if an old tale I had heard a million times was unfolding in front of me

I fell in love just like that first time as if I had always known you

It is here I belong and only here the land speaks through me in language we both understand

In the silence of land’s dreaming I feel my blood streaming through it’s valleys, my tears part of its ocean and every cell within me matches hers

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In search of silence

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Edwardian houses line up clean streets with flower baskets hanging symmetrically on doors, as if keeping things in order. It has classic and elegant look to things. Every time I go somewhere I am taken back by just how different each place feels. It evokes particular feelings in me. This place has always drawn me in with its sophistication and class running through the theme of its buildings, streets and the overall posture of the place. It is all standing tall and proud and I find it very reassuring somehow. I am here for two reasons, to see if the feeling I get is still intact and positive, and I am also on a trip in search of silence away from the noises of planes and roads, which lately has been overwhelming me. I find myself struggling with the constant buzzing noise in the air wherever I go.

As I step into the woodland I am full of hope and anticipation of finding a new space where, may be, just may be the buzzing stops. I find none for quite some time going on a path and off at regular intervals trying out different spots in hope of it taking me away from the noise. Eventually I stop and a tinge of disappointment comes over me. There is no silence here, it is nowhere to be found and instantly I begin to crave places in the Highlands where air stands still and silence is ear-piercing. I become nostalgic and sad with an instinctual reaction of wanting to run away. I recognise it well, as we all want to escape sometimes, but the question remains and comes forward strongly, how can we find silence amidst all the noise of life without having to run to the top of a mountain in the middle of nowhere. I stand still and tune into myself and focus on maintaining the stillness as much as I can and then slowly continue on a path holding on to a sense of ‘don’t give up’. Forest always has the answer in my experience. That I never doubt and today it is no different. I become mindful and finely aware of the details surrounding me, forest floor, most on tree trunks, crow’s calls overhead and scattering of squirrels in the fallen leaves. I touch the ground under my feet, I hold on to a tree and I smell its bark. I close my eyes and here it is – silence!

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Silence is at the heart of the earth, inside and around things within the system that is the natural world. Silence is in going off the beaten path. It is inside a tree, on the ground. Nature doesn’t rush or despair, it is as always simply being and in that it holds on to its own silence and peace, in knowing itself inside out. On contact with it all I find silence amidst the buzzing noise overhead.

I also notice often while in a forest that there’s a lot to be said for staying on the path when it feels safe and knowing. Going off the path can also serve well when the familiar is in chaos and direction is lost. Then getting lost can bring you back to what life is like and what feelings one need to acknowledge to find yourself. Nature reflects that perfectly to us wherever we are in that moment in life. It can always find a way of answering questions we carry if we are still enough and willing enough to explore and listen.

I also get an answer to why this area draws me in now and again with its elegant and classic presentation. I get to see that it is a shape of a square, which is curious, and what comes to me is the feeling of complete containment. It is orderly, strong and holding, which I deeply resonate with and often need reminding of.

And at the end of it all, of course, comes gratitude, which is the last word and a paint stroke on everything that I work on. Gratitude has an ability to transmute everything into its natural form and state. It is like the Earth that always leads to the truth of things. It always brings things back into focus and centre within.

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The discomfort of being comfortable

Human nature is such that seemingly it is never satisfied yet it is satisfaction and fulfilment we seek. Granted, often in wrong places we look for things to make us feel ‘comfortable’. That is unconscious avoidance and most of the time we all have elements

of unconscious avoidance in our quest for comfort. We’ve all been there.

When awareness is applied eventually or finally, it seems we realise the degree of our discomfort and seek ways to become comfortable on what appears real way. Getting ‘comfortable’ in a conscious way links to doing what we love without applying any damage to ourselves or others. It’s got to benefit the overall life we lead. But what happens when we have done that?

I experienced it this year when I sat in a space of ‘I’ve done it’ what else is there? I slowly after a period of awareness of what true comfort is began to waver seeking way to disrupt that feeling, again consciously and unconscious elements started popping up. Dissociating from where I am, seeking tasks I haven’t really wanted to do and what it brought is a realisation of that human nature factor that we need a degree of discomfort to know we are comfortable. It is ebb and flow of life, ups and downs that are needed to know right from wrong and dark from light. The overarching lesson is acceptance of what is here and now and not seeking to escape purposefully into either comfort or discomfort and allowing whatever comes arrive at our door.

The meaning of life is…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some questions are easy to answer and other questions have no answer only an exploration of possibilities and improve abilities. What about a meaning of life? For many the answer will be certain and definite and for some the question will never be answered fully or the answer will change as life evolves. Life is about meaning making whether we are aware of its doing or not. Unconscious or conscious we go through life performing tasks and engaging in dynamics that are either meaningful to us or have no identifying factor of meaning included in the experience.

What is the meaning of life? Like everyone I have pondered upon the question and the closest answer I have come up with for me is that the meaning of life is life itself. It is the very act of living that creates meaning day-to-day. It is in finding what brings your heart and soul joy and then living through those experiences effecting yourself and others around you. Surely it’s got to come from the heart, so to speak, a place where one is truly content with what is in their life be it family, work, books, art or the natural world and al the things include in those categories, feelings, thoughts, dreams, goals. Expression of meaning can come through various undertakings throughout a lifespan and it is unique for everyone.

What is the meaning of life for you?

Nature as the divine expression

Last night I found myself curiously led to researching something I had never resonated with but had tried to explore on several occasions and for a moment there I felt first paying attention, then being confused, followed by feeling lost and somewhat empty. Not a great feeling. I also understood how it is very much possible to be swept away with something or being convinced by a set of ideas depending on the emotional and thinking state a person researching something is at that moment. I thought to myself ‘nah’, it felt very much like a trap, like a veil very nearly went over me, yet I didn’t quite fall into it.

Renewed after a good night sleep and armoured with some empowering dreams’ material circulating in me I found today clarifying and simple. I felt reaffirmed again that Nature is the only God for me. It is seeing divine and sacred in simple and ordinary things as nature shows without necessarily the supernatural element. If anything that is in addition or a part of something else. Nature is right in the centre of what it is to live a meaningful life, what it is to know unconditional love and know yourself as a whole (light and dark), what it means to be a part of the natural world and living in accordance with its cycles and most of all experience feelings, emotions and sensations like nowhere else can offer for me from snowfall in winter to standing on top of the highest mountain drinking in wind and rain. For me that is all living as close to those experiences as possible that makes me who I am and makes my soul feel fulfilled, nourished and looked after.

When I look all around I know what is divine and my heart leaps into a space of unimaginable light and joy. Truly spiritual experience surrounding by living, breathing, ever-changing natural world.