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A Radically Different Way
It was time to talk to the trees. SHE knew what I needed. SHE always does.
Something SHE once said came back to me today. When Source speaks through my students, I need to listen. Their seeings, HER gifts. Precious mirrors, every one. Each of us a facet of the jewel that SHE is.
HER way is as different from the traditions of male enlightenment as the sea from the Sahara. HER love, which births both sand and sea, runs smoothly through the Oneness, as Unity.
I took a walk with a friend today. A student, one could say. She suggested the walk, the time spent in nature. Funny how easy it is, in nature, to find our own. My friend had recently heard me say that I could not recommend teaching, not in this world. Though I vaguely remembered making the comment, and knew it was facetious, her concern grabbed my attention with both hands and held on tight. Then SHE took us into the bush today.
There, with only the trees and HER love between us, we were shown next steps along HER way.
When we lean in to Source together, there is nothing we cannot be. Nurturing, nourishing, acknowledging, accepting, supporting and cherishing what each of us sees, feels and knows, we weave new networks of possibility. We grow with new reality as it forms under our feet.
