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October 9, 2013

The Tree

She asked me about the Tree of Life!
And I told her that all the way through her,
She can be a tree. Ever growing, ever giving, free.

Oh, says the woman, I choose to be a pear tree
That’s the kind of tree that I would like to be.


And her trunk is made of parts of pear.
the pears she makes are made of her

Completely thoughroughly really. Exactly

purely, fully tree.

She imagines giving from the right and receiving on her left, 
Every morning giving, every moment receiving, forever
Balanced and Connected to the giving  in love.

 

imagine that the whole world lives in the humungous  trunk

and that all we see is inside the tree of the living.

The world is being birthed and deathed every moment.

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