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Trees - Words by Hermann Hesse

Postby Christine » Sat Aug 05, 2017 10:24 am

This is a must listen... walk in beauty friends.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gOq06gWS4Ek

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, 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. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow.

Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.

A tree says: A kernel is hidden in me, a spark, a thought, I am life from eternal life. The attempt and the risk that the eternal mother took with me is unique, unique the form and veins of my skin, unique the smallest play of leaves in my branches and the smallest scar on my bark. I was made to form and reveal the eternal in my smallest special detail.

A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.

When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. . . . Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.

A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.

So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.


Credit to BBC Planet earth for the footage.


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Re: Trees - Words by Hermann Hesse

Postby LostNFound » Sat Aug 05, 2017 3:26 pm

Thank you Christine, That is beautiful. It put a smile on my heart and my wife hearing it did weep with joy. We love the trees around our home. We gave them names and we hug them regularly. We watch the birds romp in their bows and the lizards as they symbiotically live on their central being. We talk to them daily. We watch them dance to the Creator in the wind. It is said that all life connects it is just to open the heart, the soul, the ears, the eyes to hear and see, to feel and allow Sophia to encompass. Trees are wonderful beings.

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Re: Trees - Words by Hermann Hesse

Postby Anders » Sat Aug 05, 2017 4:02 pm

I sometimes feel nice energy coming through green foliage when the sun is shining through. Could be orgone energy! I hope politicians around the world are competent enough to prevent too much destruction of forests.

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Re: Trees - Words by Hermann Hesse

Postby LostNFound » Thu Nov 09, 2017 12:01 am

What can we say, how can we express, the wonder, the wisdom, the mighty stature, The total giving of our woodsy brothers and sister.

http://www.oom2.com/t50636-a-biologist- ... arn#114171

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Re: Trees - Words by Hermann Hesse

Postby Sandy Clark » Thu Nov 09, 2017 4:20 am

The thing I love the most about this new place I live is the vast amount of trees everywhere. I live in the well established part of the city and thus all streets and avenues and yards are lined with big oak, elm, spruce and all kinds of pine.....making it a very beautiful part of the city to live. Thank you Brothers and Sisters of the community. :-)


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