Be still and know ⋒

One of my favorite texts from the Bible. It’s so simple, yet so powerful. And just the words I’ve needed lately to anchor into the present moment (where the magic happens). Be still and know that other forces are at play. Be still and know that you are healing. Be still and know that you are light, love, darkness, formless and everything in between. Be still and know that you are not alone. Be still and know that what you are feeling is truth. ⋒
May you take some time to enter into the deep, divine feeling place and know whatever comes up for you is exactly what you need. Trust it.

Feeling alive, feeling new-
Fresh, like the kiss of morning dew.
Is this what it’s like to really be true?
I asked the Dogwoods,
“How can I always feel like the real me?” Singing in harmony, they have replied:
“You can choose what you want to see.
You can choose who you want to be.

This is your power.
This is the key.

You can see the burning tower.
Or you can see the blooming flower.
Thinking, feeling and dreaming are all good.
But this is only a fraction
of the way to true becoming.
The rest is about taking action.

Watch as we stand in our glory.
We will teach you how to share your story. “

#hershelterpoetry #treetalks#poetsofinstagram

Liberation from old thought patterns, stories in my head, self-sabotage, toxic environments, the need of approval. #moksha #happiness

Inner Guidance: set yourself FREEEEEEE! Be that bird in the background. Love one another. Be gentle. Be easy. Let go. Rise up.

Snake Messages

〰 Layers have been shed. Time to MOVE around in this new skin with a sense of lightness, CONFIDENCE and flexibility. What are you waiting for? The possibilities are INFINITE. 🐍🌀🙏🏻🌀🐍 Thanks snake guide! #spiritspeaks

I have many favorite moments from my time on the Appalachian Trail. However, this is the one that I daydream about most. It was around 4:30am in the Maine wilderness. I was hiking alone, still waking up, when this sunrise stopped me in my tracks. For a moment I swear I could feel everything more intensely. As if my feet grew roots and wrapped me around the boulder that was beneath me. I was captivated by the birds, the sway of the top of the trees, the wind, the warmth, the energy that was present. Everything was glowing and I was the only one around to experience it. "This is Trail Magic," I remember thinking. "This is supernatural. This is what inspires great art. This is a gift. This is the work of my creator. This is exactly what people are missing." I carried that very still, quiet moment with me all day. And now whenever I need peace, I journey back to this time of wild, magical connectedness. Mmmmmm. Such. Good. Medicine. 🌿🐦��🐿🌞#thewandertrees