Fern
An everyday walk can be a magical experience when you
look at the trees and know there is more than what you see, when you look at the
leaves and catch a glimpse of their energy, when you look at the forest floor
and imagine that you can sense the consciousness of the Earth herself under your
feet, when you look at the stream and hear the faintest laughter. An ordinary
walk becomes transformed. For with the appreciation of all these unseen
energies, you develop an appreciation for the ones that are visible to you at
every level. Your appreciation and respect heal us as they heal yourself.
I am Fern. The next time you walk near a woods or natural
area, keep this in mind. Use your imagination as you walk, and your appreciation
and play resonate with ours.
We are Fern. Our energies do not disappear because the
expressions of ourselves in this reality have died; withered for the season. Our
energies still exist very strongly in this place. Other consciousness helps us
to find placements for new growth in the coming season. We connect as well, with
energies of like plants in other parts of the world. And we connect across time
to others as we were, and others as we will be, within and without this reality.
A plant had died. But our energy remains strong. It is still
as happy, as sure, as smooth and as balanced as it was when you could see our
leaves in their full glory.
See yourself in the same fashion. When your season has passed
and your physical life is gone, know that you are still connected to the many
other aspects of yourself in the past and in the future - that you are aware of
where you will next plan to be - and that your consciousness holds the same joy,
the same laughter, the same sense of curiosity, creative expression and
aggressive vitality as always. We are Fern. Be like us.
Even under the snow, we sing with the pleasure of our
existence. We hum with the energy of being Fern. And when the time is right
for us to unfurl, we express the energy of who we are and complete our cycle
of growth and expansion. We exist in delight, in joy, in love and in
exuberance - the exuberance of creative expression - regardless of the time
or place.
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