The Miracle of Our Being.

My neighbor once saw me walking through the woods.

“Something wrong?” he shouted.

“No, not at all…” I smiled. “This tree is absolutely perfect.”

I like to lay my hands upon the trees, you see—to feel their roughened texture in the ‘lines’ time has worn well through their grooves. For me, the trees have always served as the most ‘formidable of forest preachers’. Why, sometimes I can even ‘feel’ the tree before I’ve ever shifted my hand.

“In their highest boughs the world rustles,” shares author, Hermann Hesse. “Their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfill themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves.”

This is the heart of my practice—to find this spaciousness of connection, our inexplicable bond with all living things.

To understand, that we are here so very much alive, my darlings, this is the miracle of our being.

“Whereever you are,” reminds Shunryu Suzuki, “you are one with the clouds and one with the sun and the stars you see. You are one with everything. That is more true than I can say, and more true than you can hear.”

Indeed, there is no higher truth, my loves—and, it marks the beginning of our endless path of possibilities.

About

Tara Lemieux is a mindful wanderer, and faithful stargazer. Although she often appears to be listening with great care, rest assured she is most certainly‘forever lost in thought. She is an ardent explorer and lover of finding things previously undiscovered or at the very least mostly not-uncovered.

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