Connecting
When he grounded himself to our beautiful earth and connected with the healing energies beyond, nothing could shake him from his path. Leaning against a Holm oak, the rough bark massaged his back. A waterfall gushed from his root chakra and thundered through the earth to the core where he felt at one with the planet and happy to be alive.
Breathing in; the rush of earth energy pushed through both feet into his legs and beyond. The out breath opened his crown chakra to receive strength from the limitless supply of healing energy the canopy above the earth freely presented. Breathing in, earth and cosmic energies mingled and washed away the nuggets of difficulty collected on his life path, back down the cascade from his root chakra.
In this moment he is invincible. The old man watched, smiling at his friend until the younger man recognised him.
“How long does it take you to connect with those energies my friend?”
“Oh, you’re not asking a philosophical question for a change!” The young man laughed, completely at ease.
“I suppose it takes less than a minute.” Why do you ask?
“Many could enjoy your instruction.”
“There are many with need. I know that, but people see what I do and call it things it is not.”
“So, tell the world exactly what you do and why. Show them the benefits. It is a gift given to you that you should share.”
The young man faced the tree and looked into its branches.
“They shoot off in so many directions but ultimately every branch seeks the light.”
“Yes, and so it is with people my young friend. They seek the light even though some appear to have forgotten that aspect of their journey.”
“Hardly surprising when they allow their material needs to outweigh those of their spirit.”
The old man leaned against a larger tree. “My tree is bigger than yours.”
“In that case, I will grow one even larger.”
A serious look wiped away the old mans smile. “This is the way for many. The best 3D TV money can buy is the competition they wrap themselves in. Before they know it, there is no substance to their lives; they have no experiences to speak of and one day they become old and weary.”
“So, they need experiences, not things.”
“Indeed, my friend and there is no price tag we can assign to those.”
“And, one experience often leads to another. I can identify with that. Perhaps my instruction will light the way; I will find ways to connect and share what I know.”
Beyond The Pyre 