Imagine this:
You are taking a walk in a small forest. You have just entered a grove of trees and feel magnetically drawn to one. It is large, powerful.
You walk up to it and feel an overwhelming urge to be as near to this tree as possible. So you climb over the roots that have snaked their way above ground until you are standing face-to-trunk.
You press your cheek against the bark noticing the roughness. You splay your palms against the jagged edges of bark, hoping to become part of the tree. You wonder if a woman has ever been absorbed into a tree before.
You wrap your arms as far around the trunk as they will go – noticing that you can’t complete the hug because the tree is bigger than your arm span. You lift your head to the sky and revel in the sunlight that has traveled through leaves to warm your face. Your spirit lifts.
Craving more sunlight, you begin to climb the tree. Higher and higher you climb in search of the sun’s warm kiss. It takes time. Patiently, you traverse branches. Thirty minutes or an hour later, you find yourself atop the tippiest-toppiest of the branches.
You have reached the summit. Clinging to the branch, you wish to be freer, more mobile. In a moment of genius, you wrap the branches round your calves. Like stilts, you have created a safe support.
You stand stall on these newly formed branched legs. You look out above the forest. You spread your arms wide, like wings. You lift your shoulders and face, heart towards the sky, like a living Winged Victory.
The sun shines down on you, through you, and through the tree.
You, rooted & in flight, are illuminated from above and within.
>> This image surfaced during my work in Bridget Pilloud’s Alignment Circle. I wholeheartedly recommend this monthly call if you are looking to align your energy and forge a deeper connection with your intuition.
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