Had a visitation by the Green Man. This morning I read a Taoist meditation saying nature speaks through the birds and flowers. Read this poem below as well. Big medicine. By Lauren Raine,
The Green Man
Remember me, try to remember,
I am the laughing man with eyes like leaves.
When you think that winter will never end,
I will come.
You will feel my breath,
a vine caressing your foot.
I am the blue eye of the crocus,
opening in the snow,
a trickle of water, a calling bird,
a shaft of light among the trees.
Life Starts Clapping
God lays His glance
Creatures grab their instruments
And join the
Whenever love makes itself known
What’s left to do
But be cut
And let your
By all around
And left to the wind
Or hung to dry
These are just flowers blooming inside…’tis the season. Cut them, share their fragrance, let them dry, crush them and make a salve of forgiveness. Apply it liberally in your life. You are perennial, you shall bloom forever.
“Chasing after words, pursuing phrases, when will you ever be done?
You run yourself ragged amassing knowledge, becoming widely informed
Self-nature is empty and illuminating, so let things take care of themselves
There’s nothing else I have to pass on.
Clinging, craving and the like
I don’t have them on my mind
That’s why nowadays I can say
“The whole world is truly mine!””