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I spent the night of New Years Eve gazing at a tree. Its a small olive tree i bring into the kitchen every Xmas to share experiences and celebrate life with.
Anyway, on New Years Eve, i left my human stuff to one side and went to meet it. It was so wonderfully alive it even waved its little branches around. It is such a delight to see this. Then we spoke. We had quite a conversation, one full of affection. We exchanged all sorts of information.
One of the things the tree said to me was that i should try taking 'thyme', a small herb that was growing near where the tree normally lives outside in the garden.
It sent me the fragrance and a small snapshot of the effect this would have on the remains of a cold i have had for the last 10 days.
Today i made my own thyme tea and am amazed by the results. That little tree really knows its stuff!
I wrote this up experience elsewhere in private parts of the forum, but the post was lost somehow. Posting this openly is a small experiment for me. If i find that it is responded to by rubbish, i wont post openly again.
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seesaw wrote:I spent the night of New Years Eve gazing at a tree. Its a small olive tree i bring into the kitchen every Xmas to share experiences and celebrate life with.
Anyway, on New Years Eve, i left my human stuff to one side and went to meet it. It was so wonderfully alive it even waved its little branches around. It is such a delight to see this. Then we spoke. We had quite a conversation, one full of affection. We exchanged all sorts of information.
One of the things the tree said to me was that i should try taking 'thyme', a small herb that was growing near where the tree normally lives outside in the garden.
It sent me the fragrance and a small snapshot of the effect this would have on the remains of a cold i have had for the last 10 days.
Today i made my own thyme tea and am amazed by the results. That little tree really knows its stuff!
I wrote this up experience elsewhere in private parts of the forum, but the post was lost somehow. Posting this openly is a small experiment for me. If i find that it is responded to by rubbish, i wont post openly again.
THE SEVEN SELVES
In the silent hour of the night, as I lay half asleep, my seven selves sat together and thus conversed in whispers:
First Self: Here, in this madman, I have dwelt all these years, with naught to do but renew his pain by day and recreate his sorrow by night. I can bear my fate no longer, and now I must rebel.
Second Self: Yours is a better lot than mine, brother, for it is given me to be this madman's joyous self. I laugh his laughter and sing his happy hours, and with thrice winged feet I dance his brighter thoughts. It is I that would rebel against my weary existence.
Third Self: And what of me, the love-ridden self, the flaming brand of wild passion and fantastic desires? It is I the love-sick self who would rebel against this madman.
Fourth Self: I, amongst you all, am the most miserable, for naught was given me but the odious hatred and destructive loathing. It is I, the tempest-like self, the one born in the black caves of Hell, who would protest against serving this madman.
Fifth Self: Nay, it is I, the thinking self, the fanciful self, the self of hunger and thirst, the one doomed to wander without rest in search of unknown things and things not yet created; it is I, not you, who would rebel.
Sixth Self: And I, the working self, the pitiful labourer, who, with patient hands, and longing eyes, fashion the days into images and give the formless elements new and eternal forms--it is I, the solitary one, who would rebel against this restless madman.
Seventh Self: How strange that you all would rebel against this man, because each and every one of you has a preordained fate to fulfil. Ah! could I but be like one of you, a self with a determined lot! But I have none, I am the do-nothing self, the one who sits in the dumb, empty nowhere and nowhen, when you are busy re-creating life. Is it you or I, neighbours, who should rebel?
When the seventh self thus spake the other six selves looked with pity upon him but said nothing more; and as the night grew deeper one after the other went to sleep enfolded with a new and happy submission.
But the seventh self remained watching and gazing at nothingness, which is behind all things.
Gibran Khalil
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How on earth is this related to the opening post?
The opening post is about gazing at trees. Please either comment appropriately or don't post.
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Opening is about beign honest about actually seeing value behind words of one another, like having everyone in your heart.
Beign an mustard feeling severance from one another is not percepting the beauty that could emmanate while we just wonder of how much love we actually get
Feeling love...
Thank you with my whole Heart Angelfire, I always be open to yours, much love to your life.
-Chameleon Directive
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"Anyway, on New Years Eve, i left my human stuff to one side and went to meet it. It was so wonderfully alive it even waved its little branches around. It is such a delight to see this. Then we spoke. We had quite a conversation, one full of affection. We exchanged all sorts of information."
Nice seesaw! This is how the story Angelfire posted connects IMO. What is said of the seventh self.
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The initial stages of connection felt like being brushed by energetic fronds of the tree itself, their touch releasing emotions and sensations of joy/affection. These sensations continued for almost 45 minutes whilst i held the connection.
It was during this time that more intense level of communication occurred, entire sequences of feelings that contained information of a sort.
At one point i was even able to travel down through the branches towards the root. During this part of the communication i experienced a loss of awareness of my bodily self, in its place instead i was filled with frequencies and fragrances of an aromatic nature, images of leaves in a sensory format i am unused to experiencing as a human. My normal sense range of sight smell hearing and touch were almost remapped for this brief moment. It was for this short time, an experience outside myself.
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Ah nice, the power of affection. It's clear by reading your words, that you really appreciate that little tree. Sounds like it was returning the gesture.
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seesaw wrote:I spent the night of New Years Eve gazing at a tree. Its a small olive tree i bring into the kitchen every Xmas to share experiences and celebrate life with.
Anyway, on New Years Eve, i left my human stuff to one side and went to meet it. It was so wonderfully alive it even waved its little branches around. It is such a delight to see this. Then we spoke. We had quite a conversation, one full of affection. We exchanged all sorts of information.
One of the things the tree said to me was that i should try taking 'thyme', a small herb that was growing near where the tree normally lives outside in the garden.
It sent me the fragrance and a small snapshot of the effect this would have on the remains of a cold i have had for the last 10 days.
Today i made my own thyme tea and am amazed by the results. That little tree really knows its stuff!seesaw wrote:The initial stages of connection felt like being brushed by energetic fronds of the tree itself, their touch releasing emotions and sensations of joy/affection. These sensations continued for almost 45 minutes whilst i held the connection.
It was during this time that more intense level of communication occurred, entire sequences of feelings that contained information of a sort.
At one point i was even able to travel down through the branches towards the root. During this part of the communication i experienced a loss of awareness of my bodily self, in its place instead i was filled with frequencies and fragrances of an aromatic nature, images of leaves in a sensory format i am unused to experiencing as a human. My normal sense range of sight smell hearing and touch were almost remapped for this brief moment. It was for this short time, an experience outside myself.
Thank you for writing this beautiful experience for us here..
Thyme is a good herb for coughs and the tree seems to know its plant stuff hehe. very sweet of the tree to give such helpful advice .
ive also experienced this fronding (love the word). perhaps not in such an intensity. but it was so real the touch of the tree that i thought for quite a while in the darkness that there is an actual branch to the side of me that is touching me.. only to realize after i dont know how long that there was nothing there! uff . Trees are awesome!
your journey through the roots and senses sounds like an amazing experience
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