Sometimes I am so in my head that I walk around oblivious to my surroundings - kind of like a zombie. I am so fixated on whatever problem it is I am trying to solve that I disconnect myself from the earth, other people, and God, and I even disconnect myself from myself. In this episode we will identity what happens in our bodies when we are in our heads, what drives the need for us to be in our heads, & let it go. Our passage today is from David Whyte and is a modern poem based on a Native American elder story. Stand still.
The trees ahead and the bushes beside you Are not lost.
Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you,
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still.
The forest knows Where you are.
You must let it find you.”
