I Heard the Forest Crying

I Heard the Forest Crying

I heard the forest crying. The usually glowing trees, with their green leaves Dressed in Summer’s regalia, the light shining through them, with a hazy glow, Showering their leaves, here and there, as a light breeze nudged their tips upwards, to kiss the sun.

All of this was there, as I drove through the wooded glen, and yet something made me stop all at once — stop With a pain that suddenly had penetrated my being, turning my heart into a circle of tremendous sorrow, filling the whole of my chest with insufferable grief.

The depth of this sorrow was so intense, it was like the pain I have felt at the death of a close one. And yet it’s sudden onset completely took my breath away, and I had to stop my car on the side of the small lane, and tune my awareness to a place of absolute silence, Breath and Presence.

It was from this place of deep heartache, that I heard the forest crying; It was crying on my left, and also on my right. It was crying in front and in back. It was crying above, and its pain touched the sky.

After a time of deep, soundless wounding, I asked “Why.” And slowly I came to understand: The forest was crying with a sorrow that extended far beyond the small circle of the trees in the forest surrounding me…. It was crying in harmony and union with dying forests around the world.

My breath was taken by the depth and breadth of this pain.

The forests are crying because they Know — intimately — in their fibers, their roots, and from the soil and water and air, the animals and the insects, that the ending time of the forests’ life on this Earth is here.

Together they are crying with all of the plant and animal life around the world, through a depth of vibratory connections, above and beyond our Human, everyday senses.

Slowly, after a long time, I backed onto the lane, and being a solo visitor at that moment, I inched my way to my meeting… in the heart of the forest, at an inn.

The next morning, at sunrise, I was awakened by a small bird singing: It’s song was strong and clear: It was greeting the dawn with the same song that I had heard sung during many journeys to countries and cultures far and near — “Beresh-it! Beresh-it!” == “In the Beginning of the Beginning”

”Bereshit”– The first word of the Torah, the ‘Old Testament’ …And yet why now? Why this song sung around the world at dawn? An answer was received: The little birds are singing the New Era into Being… This work has been told to us by the teachings of the Anasazi, the Hopi, and many more of our ancestors. Having learned that by singing what is desired — by singing not of impending doom, but of what is desired to come — our feathered Friends, are helping to teach us how to birth a new beginning, a new Epoch: A world fresh and pure.

Oh yes, dear Ones, yes — the forests are crying today. And the little birds are our midwives: Listen for their song each morning. You will soon hear it: “Bereshit. Bereshit.” “In the Beginning of the Beginning, the Most High creates the world…again and again… a world that is always ending, always renewed.

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I heard the forest crying. The usually glowing trees, with their green leaves Dressed in Summer’s regalia, the light shining through them, with a hazy glow, Showering their leaves, here and there, as a light breeze nudged their tips upwards, to kiss the sun.

All of this was there, as I drove through the wooded glen, and yet something made me stop all at once — stop With a pain that suddenly had penetrated my being, turning my heart into a circle of tremendous sorrow, filling the whole of my chest with insufferable grief.

The depth of this sorrow was so intense, it was like the pain I have felt at the death of a close one. And yet it’s sudden onset completely took my breath away, and I had to stop my car on the side of the small lane, and tune my awareness to a place of absolute silence, Breath and Presence.

It was from this place of deep heartache, that I heard the forest crying; It was crying on my left, and also on my right. It was crying in front and in back. It was crying above, and its pain touched the sky.

After a time of deep, soundless wounding, I asked “Why.” And slowly I came to understand: The forest was crying with a sorrow that extended far beyond the small circle of the trees in the forest surrounding me…. It was crying in harmony and union with dying forests around the world.

My breath was taken by the depth and breadth of this pain.

The forests are crying because they Know — intimately — in their fibers, their roots, and from the soil and water and air, the animals and the insects, that the ending time of the forests’ life on this Earth is here.

Together they are crying with all of the plant and animal life around the world, through a depth of vibratory connections, above and beyond our Human, everyday senses.

Slowly, after a long time, I backed onto the lane, and being a solo visitor at that moment, I inched my way to my meeting… in the heart of the forest, at an inn.

The next morning, at sunrise, I was awakened by a small bird singing: It’s song was strong and clear: It was greeting the dawn with the same song that I had heard sung during many journeys to countries and cultures far and near — “Beresh-it! Beresh-it!” == “In the Beginning of the Beginning”

”Bereshit”– The first word of the Torah, the ‘Old Testament’ …And yet why now? Why this song sung around the world at dawn? An answer was received: The little birds are singing the New Era into Being… This work has been told to us by the teachings of the Anasazi, the Hopi, and many more of our ancestors. Having learned that by singing what is desired — by singing not of impending doom, but of what is desired to come — our feathered Friends, are helping to teach us how to birth a new beginning, a new Epoch: A world fresh and pure.

Oh yes, dear Ones, yes — the forests are crying today. And the little birds are our midwives: Listen for their song each morning. You will soon hear it: “Bereshit. Bereshit.” “In the Beginning of the Beginning, the Most High creates the world…again and again… a world that is always ending, always renewed.

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THE ONE BEING ONE

THE ONE BEING ONE


The Unlimited, The Supreme, The Divine, represent the multitude of innumerable facets and qualities of The Most High.
 
These and thousands of other names that have been used throughout the world, in all societies, in every epoch, do not restrict The Most Exalted, nor limit the boundless expressions of The Ever Living, The Bestower, The Creator of Life and Death.
 
For The Fashioner of All has made absolutely clear to all who have ever sought The Beloved One:
 
There is no single name able to completely hold
The Originator, The Restorer, The Omniscient.
 
For every breath of every being,
and every movement of every atom,
in the outer and the Inner Realms

are only a small part of

The ONE Being ONE,

The Most Sublime, The Holy One,
The Alpha and Omega.


And each flower petal
and each planet,

and each tear on the face
of every one —

are all singing the Heart songs of 

“I AM THAT I AM.”

In Wisdom’s Light, A Message of Peace for All People, Vol. I, Emi Miller

Photo: Summer Flowers By A Brook, Emi Miller

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When Love And Beauty Rule The Day

When Love And Beauty Rule The Day
Love and Beauty are the Essence of Goodness, the primal elements of The Most Holy
The Divine Essence of Love exists with-in all Life; knowledge of this depth of Love is what each Prophet has been Called to bring to Humanity, and what every Soul hopes to attain. And no matter what the path, Divine Love is what each Soul knows to be Absolute Truth, the rock bottom foundation upon which all of life rests. It is through Humanity’s seeking and finding Love, that we come to ‘Know’ — that The Most High exists with-in all form.
Here is an example of Harmonizing with Divine Love — What if you were to imagine being able to look into a mirror, and see ugliness reflected back to you. One could say that ugliness exists in the world, at that moment, for you. Yet, perhaps a good friend is standing next to you, looking into the same mirror. They may be seeing your Beauty reflected there, from a Heart filled with Love for you, and no ugliness at all! In this way we may understand that seeing ugliness reflecting back to us would lead us to have an unhappy day, while our friend’s view is likely to lead them to have a day and their world filled with Beauty. This is true whenever we look into the Holy Mirror of the World.
With this knowledge, if we see ugliness or hatred reflected back to us, a question may arise, “Where is my negative view coming from— and what harvest is to be reaped from this view?”
As Humanity begins to awaken, and Remembers the part we each are to play in the daily creation of the world — if Love and Beauty are to become our harvest, our individual, and collective Soul-task is to keep the ‘World Mirror’ filled with Beauty and Love. When this realization becomes our Guide, Beauty and Love will come to be reflected more and more in the Sacred Mirror of the World— and when Love and Beauty rule the day, the Holy Garden that springs forth will be our harvest.
Then how shall we begin our task? Our search for Divine Love and Beauty might begin with an effort made each day to Remember, the Sacred, and ever-so-malleable, Holy Mirror:
Anticipating awakening
in a flash we find —
the world shimmering with Beauty!
as if the sun were poking through dark clouds.
Once again we understand
that Nature’s Garden lies in waiting,
to become fully alive—
in the here and now—
through you and I.
Photo: Nature’s Beauty, Red Flower, Eva Rose Edleson
In Wisdom’s Light, A Message of Peace for All People, Vol. II, Emi Miller
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The Only Source

THE ONLY SOURCE
Human Beings live and move and breathe with-in the Ever-Present.
 
There is no way that anyone can be separated from the One Source of Life —
 
Through our eyes,
our noses and mouths,
 
through our ears—
and the pores of our skin,
 
all that enters ‘us’ emerges again—
returns to the One Life— the All-in-All:
 
The plants, the animals, our friends and our food,
the sunlight and the air,
have the same Life-Essence flowing through them
as flows through our own being.
 
For we are all a part of one Living-Breathing heritage—
Birthed and nourished, growing and aging,
 
and then returning to the Earth, and the Ethers:
Physical to physical; Spirit to Spirit.
 
And all of these states exist simultaneously, with-in
the One-Love-Light-One-Life-Source, of the Universe.
 
 
photo: Roadside Market, India, Emi Miller
 
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One Creator, One Breath

One Creator, One Breath

Even though we may desire, or claim ownership of portions of Earth, absolute ownership, and a clear title, always remain in the Hands of the Most High.


Today not only portions of the Earth, but water, plants, animals, and even tiny cells may be bought and sold, patented and privately owned. Yet, there is one thing that belongs to all beings equally: One thing that everyone freely takes, and freely gives to others—our breath—

Our breath we cannot live without, 
breath we take, breath we give—

freely received, freely returned 
all day, and all night long
all Being, all life breathes.

And all who draw breath 
never think of keeping it

hold no thought of hoarding it,

feel no Inner urge to grab 
another’s share—

but simply enjoy the Gift.

For we all know without a doubt 
that the air we breathe belongs,

as the whole Earth in truth belongs— 
not to us

but the Source of All, the All-in-All, 
Who eternally creates this Earth
 
and the Universe,
and all who draw breath therein.

 

 
photo:  Fire, Water, Earth, Air, Ether, Emi Miller
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Given to All Paths, All Ways

Given to All Paths All Ways

Throughout all epochs all spheres,
looking with the eyes of now
at the ending of our current era

those who can See and Hear,
and understand,

will not fail to bow down
to the Creator of All

as we peer into the Mirror of the Ages,
and grasp the enormity of the One Divine Message,

that forever has been given to each nation,
throughout all lands and times.

Before advancement of communication
a Message yet arrived, through Messengers
that looked like their people,

in the language of each society,
with images familiar to all.

It is a simple Message, of Love and of Truth
that all were asked to follow—

Love one another.
Do unto others as you would have
Others do unto you.

Do Justice.
Respect and care for the Earth.

And daily give thanks, to the Creator of All.

One Message that echoes in all hearts;
One code of honor, given to all.

May the Divine Message of Love and Harmony
lead our Spirits and hearts to unite in peace.

And may we awaken and follow this Call,
from the Creator of All.

 

photo: Ceremony Day, Eva Rose Edleson

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Awakening

Awakening
 
A Prayer
 
Help us and Guide us to undo
the harm we have caused the Earth, and Her Beings,
throughout our thoughtless, careless youth.
 
There is a vast difference in the viewpoint and actions of those who believe that the Most High is Ever Present in their daily lives, and those to whom the Divine remains a distant concept, existing somewhere far beyond this life, if He or She exists at all.
 
The constant realization of the Creator of All as a Living Presence throughout our days, encouraged the ancient peoples to hold in reverence the whole of the Earth, and to carefully examine each word, thought and action.
 
In this Blessing Way of Remembrance, throughout their days and nights, ancient ones consciously experienced in wonderment, the inexpressible beauty, exquisite tenderness, and awesome power of Nature.
 
Comparing this profound level of Being, with that of our modern society, we can easily see the reason behind the thoughtless acts of destruction and harm, so casually inflicted on a daily basis to the Natural World:
 
The vibrations of our ancestors’ Beings moved in peaceful attunement with the world of Nature.
 
Seeking harmony with the Sacred, Hallowed Earth, they consciously breathed the sweetness of rain-freshened air,
and gratefully drank Her living waters, while frequently pausing to pray to live, as a respectful guest.
 
 
photo: A Winter Field, Nick Whetstone
 
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When Our Large Head Takes A Back Seat

When Our Large Head Takes A Back Seat

When we ‘stand our ground’, we most often do so with our large, intellectual head firmly fixed upon our shoulders.

We have all seen such large heads: Some of them are so grandiose, that they cannot even fit inside a big room! When next you see such a big head, take a look at the rest of the body. You will notice a certain posture that matches the big head. The reason for this posture is – that it takes quite a lot of bravado and energy to support all of the weight at the top! And, even though we may not like to admit it, we can feel–and we have known–moments when our own head is expanding–being fed and grown by the rising heat of our egos–that speaks in a loud and clear voice: “I know I am the best (in this room, place, moment.)”

Yet we all know more tender, Heart-full moments, in which we have surrendered our truth, and have chosen to follow a sweeter thought encouraging us to strive to bring forth harmony with our companions.

This choice to yield does not mean that we are to lose our Ideals, on the contrary, it only means relinquishing the ground that one has been claiming to be—THE ONLY possibility—for any certain moment and time.

And this thought of harmony places our own swelling head in the back seat, while our heart makes the journey—toward the front ground of the other. Looking in this Way, we can easily come to see, that under-standing is a choice—first thought, then willed, and then chosen—each moment—by a listening, Compassionate Heart, dedicated to peace.

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When the Heart Becomes Open In Prayer

When the Heart Becomes Open In Prayer

All prayers which are heart-filled, emerge and arrive on wings of Light, into the Holy Realms, and the Ears of the Most High.


During unobstructed Prayer-Union,
with-in the Supreme dimension of Love and Light,

Divine Blessings are showered 
upon the pure of heart.

Yet the moment one’s mind, 
responding from a limited perspective 
and filled with worldly knowledge,

begins to analyze the gift…

the translucent, shimmering state 
of Holiness disappears—

retracts behind the vibrational curtain 
of the physical reality,

that forever separates this Earthly Realm, 
from the Eternal Garden
of Beauty, Truth, and Love.
 
 
 
 
Photo: M Banner, Hands in prayer, Reform Voices of Torah

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The Healing Balm of Love

The Healing Balm of Love
According to the ancient Wisdom tradition of the Japanese and Chinese Five Element Theory, Joy and Love are the positive qualities of the Heart, while sorrow and bitterness are it’s negative aspects. For the Sage this is most valuable knowledge, as one seeks to help and to soften, to warm and to melt, the frozen coverings that have formed over the tender fabric of the Heart.
 
Depending on the severity of one’s life experiences, the delicate fabric that surrounds our heart becomes injured. In some cases this damage can be intuited by a Healer to be delicate scars that mar the surface, but leave the heart still soft and supple. These tiny scars are much like the ones we carry on our physical bodies after small injuries. They serve as reminders of the injury, yet they mostly do not impede our functioning in the world. In other cases, larger scars arise from deeper woundings, yet still one’s heart remains open to Love and trust.
 
However there are some life experiences so deep and ongoing, that they cause the tender heart to become surrounded with a thick covering, similar to a callous that forms upon ones hand or foot. This thick covering is created by a strong need, to keep one’s Innermost Being ‘safe’, impenetrable from further harm.
 
A calloused Heart is thus defended against both real and perceived attacks, by a storehouse of bitterness and anger, which serve to keep others at a safe distance. And yet, the calloused heart also keeps beauty and love from being fully experienced, because one’s tenderness and softness of heart lie buried somewhere deep within. Thus one exists alone with one’s pain.
 
Yet, just as in fairy tales, someone often arrives to help, in the form of a Lover or Friend who has just the perfect salve for healing a wounded Heart. This most delicious remedy is of course nothing by love, which leads to a gradual softening and healing of the subtle and deep lines and scars.
 
This miracle salve works by causing a bubbling forth of outbursts of Joy, as the tender and repeated applications of love are carefully applied, by one who has been especially Chosen, for the task at Hand.
 
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