A Mindfulness Journey Into The I AM … the Tree

By: Laura Joseph, Healing With Spirit

This was written about a tree or many trees that have come into my path recently teaching me and mirroring elements found in humanity.

This particular tree always calls to me when I visit this area. I tend to find myself drift in deep meditation when I heed the call.

If we quiet the noise, we can hear their whispers and feel their love and or pains. I know it may sound kooky to some of you, but it really is a choice.

It is a matter of shifting perspectives, quieting the mind, and surrendering to the flow of what is. This can be achieved through various mindfulness-based practices.

So, I hope you enjoy.

My view as I lay on the branch of this  tree. Full of scars, yet the light of day  shines through

“I AM … the Tree”….

Today, I am the tree with my arms stretching out like branches, my feet digging deeper into the earth like the roots, my hair catching the sun’s rays and moving in the breezes tapping in to the infinite mystical wisdom, essence, and energies of the tree.

I am the tree who’s leaves bustle in the breeze dancing with the heavens. I bask in the nurturing rays of the sun. The health of my leaves provides nourishment and life for other life forms dependent on me.

I am the tree who is rooted in the earth anchoring me and nourishing my soul. I am grounded. I feel safe, strong, and resilient. The health of my roots will determine the heath of my trunk, branches, and leaves. The deeper my roots go, the stronger I become when a storm arises.

I am the tree whose roots are wrapped around me tightly, giving me strength, security, and stability. My roots make me feel warm and comforted. I am loved and nurtured in all ways.

I am the tree whose branches sprout growth reaching higher and higher towards the sky. I am nourished by the earth and the heavens. I am permeable and grow in areas most needed. My branches transform and transmute the past into the new.

I am the tree whose branches bare scars of my past reminding me of where I came from. But more importantly, they remind me how well I have healed over my wounds, and where I still need healing.

I am the tree whose trunk stands firm connecting the ground with the sky. I feel strong and stable reminding me of how far I have come keeping the memory fully intact of the summary of all that has happened since my birth.

I am the protector and lifeline for the rest of me. I can easily tap into the ancient wisdom when necessary.

I am sheltered.

I am permeable.

I am in symbiotic relationship with the rest of the world.

I am the tree basking in the wonders of life.

I am physically and spiritually nourished.

With tree, the past, present, and future blend beyond time as one.

I am life

I am death

I am tree.

With love and appreciation,