I Love This

I’ve had so much to say, or at least thoughts in my mind, over the last few days. Things that have sounded good; my ego gave them props. However, I didn’t take the time to write them down. I just fed them more movies, books, and music—my steady diet of media that is as habitual as eating bread and coffee for breakfast (or even more so).

As I sit here writing, I found that I enjoy it, however. The act feels soothing, and I feel a world of possibilities opening in my soul. What is this feeling? Can I keep it? Perhaps, if I balance it with other things. I wouldn’t want to get too crazy. Just follow the middle path, they say.

Is my way of doing things and thinking OK? That is the constant question. The question really asks: Am I valuable? At the same time, a drive toward something better and different, more refined, is there, calling me forward. These do not need to be exclusive. In fact, they are complementary.

Lately, I’ve been listening to a Korean (Korean-American) rapper called pH-1. He is groovy and positive. The best part is, he has the word LOVE tattooed over his throat. PERFECT!!! I have half a mind to copy him, but in reality, I don’t like copying people.


pH-1’s Tattoo, a Korean Rapper [Source: @ph1boyyy Twitter]

Here’s a couple of interviews he did that I watched. I really admire his mission of sharing positive messages, because that is my mission as well.


The Father Tree

At the end of January, I went to New Zealand for a meditation tour and the 1st Annual Earth Citizen Peace Festival. As part of the tour, we visited a forest of Kauri trees in the Northland area of the North Island. While the whole forest was amazing—it bathed you in life-enriching energy—the highlight was a tree our Maori guide called the Father of the Forest.

This tree was 2500 years old; it was the oldest tree in the forest. As I gazed at it and connected to its energy, I could feel a connection to the whole forest through its roots. The Father Tree’s energy was not directed toward anything, did not say anything specific, or match any preconception that I had. Standing there, however, I felt at home; it felt right. As Ilchi Lee, who designed the tour, has often said, being in nature, especially in New Zealand, helps us feel our own naturalness. That’s exactly how it was. I fell in love with my own pure nature and the nature of the entire planet.

We only spent a few minutes at the Father Tree, and when we had to go, I didn’t want to leave. I could see myself being the crazy lady people would see sitting at the end of the wooden path leading to the tree, day after day, chanting jibberish sounds of love and life that flowed from my heart.

They dragged me away though, so now I use my memory to remember what I’ve recognized as my core power and purpose. Because of the Father Tree, I can reconnect to that consciousness and energy more easily, and then express those vibrations in my daily life. In the rhythm and flow of those vibrations, my ego becomes weaker. I am faced with the blinding light of truth, and my small concerns don’t matter so much.

While a picture could never fully communicate the energy of this amazing tree that has survived many human generations, I hope you can glimpse a little of it here.

2500 year old Kauri Tree

The Father of the Forest