The tree has courage

Sunrise and sunset, when day and night are in transition, are tree puja times.

May 28th, 2009

The tree has constancy of courage. Its steadiness is a form of courage. That’s what it gave me this morning. The tree has all qualities that are good. It reflects the Divine, being like an antenna that reaches from Earth to Heaven, a channel bringing all energy and strength for life into the earth and into the air. The tree does all that so quietly, no fuss.

I go to the tree with bare feet.

Come to me with your feet bare,

And I will wash the dust of journeys past and now.

Walk to me with your feet bare,

I will treasure the dust

That nestles sleepily

Between your toes.

Walk to me with your feet bare,

And from each speck of mud

That walks with you,

I will grow flowers.

This morning, I needed the tree’s courage, lacking it in myself.