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Long ago, when I was a child, I was an avid reader of stories from other cultures, whether they were ancient history, mythology, or ethnic.  I learned a lot about people and life through those stories, and one element that impressed me a lot was a native american tale about a young boy and his father.

I can’t tell you much more about it because I hardly remember the story at all, apart from that element, but it changed my life.

The piece of the story that I do remember was when the father was teaching the boy about hunting.  As the boy walked through the forest, he stood firmly in every step and kept breaking twigs, crunching fallen leaves, and dislodging small rocks.  The resulting noise from his walking made it difficult to be quiet enough that the prey could not hear them coming.  So the father taught him the method of ‘silent walking‘ and of walking in a way that blessed the mother earth with every step.

I was born with flat feet that had no arches.  It meant that my feet were sore a lot of the time, but it didn’t really hold me back.  The doctors at the time told my mother that I should go barefoot as much as possible, in the hope that I would develop what was called ‘false arches.’  But I was a fairly clumsy child, very gung ho in my actions, and so I was always having accidents.

I liked to play on nearby vacant lots that had old house planks stacked on them from demolitions, and the house planks still had rusty nails in them.  I’d walk along the planks as if they were tightropes, checking my balance, and almost always stepped on a nail.  And later, what happened was an infection from the nail and a rush to the doctor for help and tetanus needles.

The Amerindian story changed all that for me.  After reading it, I never walked on the earth the same way again.  I never placed a foot without looking at the ground I placed it on.  And I followed the advice of the father to his son, to ‘silent walk‘ by placing the ball of the foot (the toe end) on the ground first and rolling it back to the heel, instead of jamming the heel into the ground and slapping the toes down thereafter.

My new way of walking meant I was far more able to creep up on people.  It also meant that I stopped accidentally stepping on things that wanted to go on living, like snails.

An interesting side effect at first was that my shoes all developed severe wear and tear along the sides, because I was rolling my feet to the sides as I did this new step.  It was so bad that my mother got advice from a foot doctor, who said I needed orthotics for my shoes.  Luckily, she really didn’t have the money for that at the time, and I didn’t realize that it was my new way of walking that was causing the problem.  No one else ever seemed to notice that I placed my feet differently to the way they placed theirs when walking.

Over time, I learned to adjust the way my feet moved so that I didn’t walk on their sides as much, but still walked in what I presumed was the way of the Amerindians.

I noticed how so many others walked jarringly on their heels, thudding across floors, making noises on footpaths, and always alerting the villains to where they were in the movies I watched because they couldn’t keep their footfall quiet.  I took pride in my unique walk.

I thoroughly recommend my ‘silent walk‘ that kisses mother earth with every step for anyone who has back problems – far less jarring of the spine from jamming your heels into the ground.

It was also very helpful with my sprinting style when I did athletics in my teens, because you actually run on the ball of your toes, not your heels.  So you can move faster.  And if you are trying to carry a book on your head, like you do in deportment classes, my style of walking means you move the lower body more smoothly, so the book doesn’t fall off.  It seems to give strength to the calf muscles, too.

What seems like small things like the change in my walk can have a chain reaction effect in life.

The care with which I placed my feet and observed the ground beneath then followed on to a greater observation of the world around me, in general, and I noticed things that I hadn’t seen in such detail before.  That led to a life filled with wonder and a deep sense of happiness from what I observed, that buoyed me up through many painful moments and even later tragedies.

Small changes really do have great effect.

Blessings!
Lianne

Lilipily Spirit – Empower Your Life, Connect with the Divine

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A Beautiful Life

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I see God as a Creator entity and, as such, one that is reflected somewhat in myself, since I, also, am a creator.

After I create things, I am often fascinated by how they take on a life of their own.

As a creator, I have a nebulous idea of what it is I want to create, and as I work with that idea I can see where things are going and how they will pan out.

As you may know from previous essays I’ve written with a subject of God in them, I view all Creation as having been thought of and emerged from God’s Mind.  For me, God dreams, or God thinks, the Cosmos into being.  And we, as elements of those Cosmos, are also thought into being.

Using the ‘As Above, So Below‘ motto, and its vice versa – God is a Creator like me, and I am a creator, too – it’s moot to think that God also only has a nebulous idea about what It wants to create, and just works with ideas and sees how they pan out.

I believe that God, too, is absolutely fascinated in how what It creates takes on a life of it’s own.

If you’re wondering how such a thing would manifest, then think on how we humans each assess artworks differently, or read novels with widely varying points of view or assumptions.

Often, the artist or writer doesn’t even have the observer’s ideas or feelings about their work, but will still be fascinated to know these interesting results, which represent how the work has taken on a life of it’s own.

When I am creating a work, and still have my hand on it, the work can begin to take on a life of it’s own even before I have finished – and that is not always a ‘good‘ thing.

Sometimes, that is not a direction I really want my work to be taking.  Or perhaps it is just not ‘coming to life‘ in the way I wanted it to.

This is also how ‘bad‘ things can happen in a Universe that God created – not because God intentionally made them that way, but because once the work was created, it took on a life of it’s own.

For me, then, if the piece I am working on does not feel quite right, I tend to add a bit more (rather than ‘take away’) and suddenly the piece feels ‘good’.  

This can be as simple as placing a couple of dots near the corner of a person’s eye in their portrait, that turn a flat stare into a character ‘twinkle‘.  Or it can be the addition of a few words to a written paragraph, that turns an obscure thought into a clarified one.

Taking away and cleaning up are not always the solutions to a brilliant outcome.  Sometimes, addition is the key.  You just have to consider what it is that needs to be added.

Perhaps, like myself, when things don’t seem to be working for God, It also adds elements in the hope of a better result.

I think God adds elements far more often than it ever ‘cleans up‘ or ‘takes away‘, though of course those modes are also possible.  Let’s face it, God is not only the Creator but also the Destroyer.  What God brings into being, God can take away, as the saying goes.  But if you look at the extreme variety of creatures manifested on Earth, alone, and then consider that this extreme variety is probably manifested in the many layers of dimensions and the multiple realities of world upon world, then God appears to have been very busy at adding elements.

Now, as an artist, I know that there are times when an artwork doesn’t seem to be working out, no matter what I do to it – especially with certain types of materials.  Like an oil painting – there is only so much you can do to fix an oil painting before it becomes obvious that you just have to give up on what you were trying to ‘bring through‘ and paint over the whole shebang.

It’s possible, even probable, that God has painted over shebangs many times in It’s existence.  But if you consider that It is a Being who really likes to fix things, and has aeons long history of adding elements, far more than taking them away, then this poses a picture where God is working like mad as a Creator to make ‘bad‘ things ‘good‘ right now.

In our lives, there are often times when ‘bad‘ things don’t seem ever able to be made ‘good‘.  You do everything you can, just so you have covered every possible action or mode, and they still don’t seem to work out.

In modern times, the common mode in such cases is to ‘walk away‘ from such things and begin again without them.  But in my case, and I believe this is God‘s case, too, even as I feel I have to put up with such scenarios while I am unable to do much about them, my mind and heart is constantly working behind the scenes on possible solutions, and waiting for an opportunity to arise to try them out.

For God, this has precedence.  In many spiritual scriptures of varying faiths, there are often stories related to ‘dark times’ or times when nothing could be done against what seemed to be a surge of ‘evil‘ in the world – but God knew that the laws of physical reality meant that all moves in cycles, and that change was inevitable.  So all God had to do was wait things out and eventually things would change enough so that God could insert those solution elements and move It’s Creation into happier states of existence.

You can tell that I don’t align with a God force as defined in some scriptures, that feels a need to destroy the world as payback to an erring human race.

My God simply doesn’t need to do that.  It knows very well that humankind is a blink in the reality of Time, and all It needs is to wait and something else will eventually replace them, if It really felt that way about them.  Which I also don’t believe since, as a Creator, God loves all Its creations.  And that is something I know of, too, as an artist.

Good‘ or ‘bad‘, maybe I don’t like some pieces as much as others, but every piece I create has an element of me in it and a piece of my heart.  Which is why when one doesn’t work out, I try so hard to fix it.

When it comes to life situations, especially with other people, I have long had similar modes.  I invest a piece of my heart in every relationship I have been intimate with.

(That intimacy is just the closeness I felt, and the modes of opening up that I had with those people, not necessarily sexual).

And when those relationships become ‘troubled‘ or go ‘up end‘, my artist self tries very hard to fix things (sometimes with more passion and noise than people can take, but that’s the artist in me – my ‘force of nature’).

The trouble is that in some relationships, or in some circumstances, the fixing seems so impossible that a sense of suffering sets in.

I find myself wondering why the other person can’t see things differently, or is not willing to try different modes – because I can clearly see solutions and possibilities, and I don’t understand why they are giving up – especially when the heart has been involved.

I find it hard to understand how people can ‘hurt your heart’ so much, when they said and showed they cared.

So when such things happen, I go through extreme ‘gut churns’, sometimes for a very long time.

My mind finds it hard to let go, and I re-examine every ince of the circumstances, over and over, to try to find out why and what exactly happened.

That mode, again, is the artist in me, trying to make things better.  But it’s a painful experience, and if I dwell in those modes too long they can undermine me – especially where no solutions are possible at the time, or even in the forseeable future.

Sometimes, all you can do is let go and move on with your life.

I know this seems to be easy for modern humans, especially those of younger generations, these days, but this mode has never been easy for me, nor for others of my generation who were brought up to believe in making the best of things, in recycling things rather than throwing them out, and in taking pride in the craftsmanship of making things work.

Ultimately, if I dwell in such modes for too long, it is I who needs healing.  My spirit becomes assailed by the sense of hopelessness, ostracization, and rejection, even when there is so much else going on in my life and so many others who bring blessings with them.  The artist in me just hates letting go.

Luckily, I am also a healer, and I can heal myself.  It does take focus and effort, though, because these painful modes of not giving up are well embedded.  But with greater effort and some ritual, I am able to realign.

You can probably tell at this stage that I have been undergoing some very painful experiences in my life for a while now.

Like God, I have not been still whilst such things are going on, but have continued to ply my life and be creative, as always.

Fact is, as pain became more resident, my creativity has stepped up.  That creator part of me has been madly trying to restore beauty and wonder and magic in my life, and to fix the ongoing problems causing the pain, even if certain elements are still not ‘coming to the party‘ any more.  But despite my best efforts and an outflow of creative manifestation, the ‘gut churns’ kept coming, and I kept having moments of utter misery.

Now, looking at God, again, imagine that this Creator is also feeling utterly miserable because no matter what It does to try to fix things, or how much artistic creation is added to the equation, what It wants to fix is simply unable to be fixed at this stage.

God being miserable?  That’s a new concept, isn’t it?  But it’s a thought that popped into my mind as I was doing my special rituals to help myself, recently.

I have been intensifying my mantras and prayers, and doing deep meditation and ‘sending‘ in order to heal others and the world around me – because I really seemed unable to heal what was happening in my own life, with others I was once close to.

So I thought, I will just create my own world, bring the type of world I enjoy living in into being, and will send out joy into the world to make it a happier place, and will send out love and compassion into the world to help all beings be happy.

These are, of course, bottom line tenets of buddhism, taoism, and vedism.  But my prayers have intensified, and the results felt very good.

I’m not sure what is happening in the greater world, or with the others who caused so much pain but are no longer in my life, but in my immediate environment things have become lighter and more joyful, and the people I live and work with are happier.

There are some who visit me in spirit when I do these mantras and meditations, including some who died this year, who were part of the pain and trouble.  I realized that they came because of the intensity of love and healing being emitted, and because that emission encompassed all beings, everywhere, and on every level of reality, including theirs.  And I hope that they will be healed and can move on to a better state of existence.

While I cannot honestly forgive what they did, I am aware that all beings are fallible.  In a creative universe, how could that not be so?  Because flaws are part of the beauty of all Art.

So I am able to move on, and even while I may not forgive what happened I can put it in context and thereby put it aside as just being part of the processes of existence.

What surprised me during these rituals was that I found myself not only taking in the world and it’s creatures, and humankind, but also the supernatural levels, the gods, goddesses, and angels.

It struck me that forgiveness and mercy is not something that can ever be fully resident anywhere so long as people so completely classify and categorize and outcast those who have erred – and the supernatural ‘fallen‘ have been classified thus for aeons.

Perhaps, as in my own feelings toward others who ‘did me wrong‘, forgiveness is not always possible, but accommodation is.

If we are All elements stemming from the One being, or God, then ignoring or making outcast of any other element so completely is like an amputation.

Even though amputations may sometimes seem the best solution to a physical body, amputees can attest that a ‘phantom‘ remains, that keeps connecting to the missing part.

If so, then so long as we simply try to cut out such unwanted people or entities from our lives, as if they no longer belong, we will always be ‘haunted‘ by their ‘phantoms.’

I believe that even if an entity does need to be permanently removed, it should still  be treated with respect and consideration, because it is still another natural element of God’s existence.

Associate that mode with body parts, and think of yourself as the mouth and the one you want to get rid of as the arsehole.  The mouth may not want to kiss the arsehole, but it acknowledges that the arsehole has a purpose and belongs to the same body.

The trouble, however, in most cases of exile, appears to come not from the separation so much as the ongoing propaganda and slander, that sends curses through the ether to the amputated.

This is how we cultivate rebounding effects.  Because just as there is power in positive thinking, there is also power in negative thinking.

Every time we focus on the ‘bad‘ things or people in our lives, or that were once in our lives, we align to ‘bad‘ feelings.  That is the same ‘phantom‘ effect, and it has consequences.

Those consequences leave us feeling ‘bad‘ even after we think we have moved on and claimed a better life for ourselves.

So, when it comes to the supernatural ‘fallen,’ the same goes.  While we may not want their modes in our lives any more, or feel they don’t fit with our existence, they still deserve respect and consideration as do any  other elements of God’s body.

It struck me that God seems to have been focusing on the ‘bad‘ for far too long, and that this focusing on the ‘bad‘ may have made It, too, feel miserable.

Now, when a human artist feels miserable, the tone of the creation can change, and they might start creating things that are ‘dark‘.  But as an ‘oddballcreator, myself, who never creates ‘dark‘ things from the ‘dark‘ feelings I may be undergoing, I don’t believe God is one of those types of creators, either.

Whenever I have created things after painful episodes in my life, (or during them), they were even more superb in outcome than usual, because I use my creative skills to re-establish what is important to mebeauty, magic and a sense of healing.

But as I said before, when painful things keep happening, the ‘gut churns’, nevertheless, and even as the beauty and magic shimmers from these creations, I can still end up feeling miserable.

So this thought came to me that God is an artist just like me, trying so hard to re-establish the beauty and magic and sense of healing in our world, and trying to balance out the ‘darkness‘ that seems to be becoming rife in so many places – but, because It’s efforts have not stopped that ‘darkness‘, the pain of that apparent failure and it’s accompanying sense of hopelessness is making God miserable.  And when God feels miserable, we begin to feel miserable, too.

What is that misery?  It is a sense of despair or hopelessness, or of self-doubt and worry, that overrides everything that is beautiful and wonderful in our lives, even when everything otherwise appears to be blessed and good.

It is that lack of appreciation for what we have, and for what we have the potential to do, and a lack of gratitude for life, itself.

It gets ‘under our skin‘ and ‘deep into our hearts‘, and stops progress, and creates obstacles that may not even really be there.  And, in this way, it affects all life on planet Earth – because, these ‘pebbles in the pond‘ create ripples that spread outward to contact everything and everyone.

That was when I included God as a particular focus in my prayers – and myself.

Because I rarely include myself in such things.  I just feel that if I make all others or the world around me feel better, then I will feel better, and that is often the way – but it is also the way that I neglect myself.  I neglect my own needs, or neglect my physical well-being, even as I send healing to others.

And so I believe that God has forgotten to send healing to itself, too.   I believe God needs some healing and care.   As the saying goes, who heals the healer?

So now I am focusing on God in my mantras in a very new way – and helping God, too, ‘be happy.’

There’s no point cleaning the pond to gain crystal clear water if the source of that water is compromised.

If what God thinks, God brings into being – and therefore, as elements of God’s mind, we can also bring our thoughts into being – then thinking God into a state of happiness should have a good result for all.

This is the Power of Positive Thinking at an archetypal level. This is refreshing the Source.

Let’s all focus on joy, happiness, mercy, kindness and compassion, and stop thinking about the bad things or bad elements so much.

Let’s trust our inner artistic skills for dealing with whatever crops up when it does crop up, and not think about ‘bad‘ things until they actually happen.

Let’s get on with living a beautiful life.

Whenever I find my mind dwelling on the ‘bad‘ elements in my life, today, I deliberately put them aside.

I will deal with them when and if I have to confront them.  I have dealt with them before, so I know I have the gumption and skills to do it again, when necessary.

But for now, and for a better future, I will not think of them when I don’t have to.

I am going invest fully in my belief that life will get better, eventually, and that all I need to do right now is to live it with as much appreciation as I can.

I think God is going to do that, too.

Blessings!
Lianne

Lilipily Spirit – Empower Your Life, Connect with the Divine

Healing

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The beginning of all healing comes from care.

Have you ever heard that love is a ‘healing energy‘?  Yet even those most loved often still need healing.

Healing is an energy that is resident in us from birth.  Stem cell research has discovered that each cell of our body possesses the ability to build and regenerate, but as we get older these processes stop and new cells become faulty, leading to degeneration and physical aging.

Through laboratory processes, scientists can now stimulate old body cells to remember their innate ability for regeneration and to multiply by building new cells.  This is how medical science is beginning to provide material for repairing organs today.

In fact, the basis for all healing lies in a similar stimulation of the body cells to mend and regenerate, that was resident long before this discovery.

When we seek medical help, it is not a ‘miracle cure‘ effected by doctors that we get, but a stimulation of our own bodies to effect a cure.

Drugs and chemicals are only aids to help the body work better toward helping itself.  When bones knit or cells repair, or when cancer is fought off, it is because our own bodies have worked toward that end.

Even surgery that cuts out ineffective or toxic elements from our bodies relies on this natural healing process to ‘kick in‘ to complete the endeavor.

While help from doctors, natural therapists, nutritionists, surgeons, etc., may be needed to direct the course of the healing when our bodies are too assailed and we are at a loss, ultimately all healing comes from within ourselves.

For thousands of years, the stimulation of the body to help itself has been the foundation of a multitude of medicinal and metaphysical approaches to healing.

Yet even metaphysical healing is not healing that comes from another, but is a way of stimulating the body cells to remember their ability to ward off attack, and to refresh and regenerate.

In metaphysical healing, this is done by merging the spiritual energy inhabiting the body of the person so assailed with the spiritual energy of the metaphysical assessor, and – by this strengthened connection –  with the metaphysical energy from the ‘cosmic pool‘ from which all spiritual energy is sourced.

Once this ‘touch‘ with the ‘cosmic pool‘ reasserts the ‘truth of unbroken contact‘ within the cell memory in the body, the assailed cells can remember their true ability and assert it.

It’s like inserting a capacitor into an electronic circuit board, through which energy flows in a regulated manner.  The merging between a metaphysical or spiritual healer and their patient is like the capacitor, and through this connection both the healer and patient are benefited, (even if the healer’s body becomes temporarily exhausted, later, from carrying a higher energy flow than is physically usual).

In my belief system, each of us is spirit energy inhabiting the avatar of a human body, so we all possess the skill of such an assessor to engage our own body cells, spirit to spirit, and to enable them to remember their ability to self-heal.

Most of the time, though, we don’t focus on ourselves or our own bodies that much – not even if we are healers.

Our energy is often directed into the outer world, toward others, toward issues to do with others, toward issues that affect our welfare or the welfare of others, and toward plying energy in the world.

In that scenario, our bodies are only tools, and as ‘only tools‘ we can far too easily disregard them.

If we do become concerned with our physical health or fitness, we may apply energy toward achieving an optimum condition.  We may seek therapeutic advice or activate exercise or diet modes that seem to bring us ‘back into shape’, yet still find that we have phases where we are exhausted, struggling, or lacking enthusiasm.

This is because healing is not something that can truly be coerced.  Healing is coaxed not coerced.

Because healing is wholistic.

It is about connection, and no amount of advice or tools, methods or even surgery will enable full healing if elements are missing that need to be connected in order to achieve an optimum energy flow.

Even if healing seems apparent despite those elements being missing, time proves that they are relevant because of the other energy levels that become compromised – causing the exhaustion, the struggle, and lack of enthusiasm, etc.

It’s like taking B Group Vitamins.  If you take only one type of B Group Vitamin, you naturally set up an imbalance in the levels of the other B Group Vitamins your body needs, because B Group Vitamins are reliant on each other, and work synergistically.  Each B Group Vitamin must be at a certain level of intake, that is always a constant against the levels of intake of the other B Group Vitamins.  So if you raise the level of one of them, you need to raise the levels of all of them.

When healing is treated wholistically, it is not just the body that is given the necessary elements to foster healing.  The spirit, mental state, and emotions are also attended to.  Because when these are in good states of being, the body is more inclined to regenerate.  (This also works vice versa, which is why exercise can have a therapeutic effect on emotional imbalances such as depression).

In my belief system, there are also spiritual  limitations to what can be healed and what cannot, because of the ‘cosmic laws that bind the physical realm together‘ and shape our ‘destiny‘.

My son, who was disabled in a road accident at age 13, was healed by both doctors and ourselves (we used metaphysical methods).

Even though we believe in the spiritual limitations inherent in life, we did not give up on him just because the world is shaped by such ‘laws of destiny‘.  We remained faithful to the ‘energy of spirit‘ in plying our connections and keeping up the hope of a different outcome.

After all, the future is always a ‘place in flux‘ and, while predictions and prophecies can be made about it, it is never a completely known quantity until it has become an event and passed into history.  Until that happens, there is nothing wrong in trying every avenue possible for change.

However, while our son’s progress in recovery was definitely miraculous, he still has residual impairments today that cannot be changed.

To understand how we assess that as a ‘miracle’, know that prior to this recovery, the doctors had already declared that he was a ‘vegetable’ and would never walk or talk again.

So, the ‘miracle’ happened even though he retains some disabilities.  By asserting our loving connection with him and enabling his assailed body to reconnect with the ‘cosmic pool‘ more effectively, we asserted similar modes to that of modern science, which stimulates stem cells to regenerate.

Our energy helped his energy to remember it could heal.

On  a more mundane level, storms tore through our gardens at home not long ago.  Trees were damaged in their passing, including young rowan (or mountain ash) trees we had planted along our fence line.

One has had a tap root severed, and is hanging on to life through peripheral roots – still thriving, but seriously ‘wonky‘  We still need to construct a cage to help prop that tree, in the hope of enabling it to form a new tap root.

I have no doubt that if this tree had come down in the forest, it would have grown a new root system along its trunk, all reaching into the ground below it’s prone form.  Nature is the grand artist of keeping life going in dramatically new ways… But since we want this tree to shield our view of our neighbor’s roof line, it must be propped until time and the ‘spirit of the tree‘ find a way to heal and regenerate.

The other was split in half right down the center of the trunk.  We propped the pieces back together and the canopy has continued to flourish, but it became clear that the tree would need far more help before it could grow over the gaps caused by such a serious split.

We did consider cutting away the half that kept wanting to make its way to the ground (the other half was strong enough to stand all by itself), but since that half, too, had a canopy that was thriving, it seemed such a shame to kill it (though we would have honored its wood in our carvings).

So we did some research and discovered how others had dealt with similar blows, and the result was that we inserted bolts through the pieces in several places.

We did cut away one branch that was far too heavy to allow healing to occur, but also bolted together another branch that just needed more support to be effective.

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Now our young ash tree is akin to a human body full of nuts and bolts after necessary surgery.  Eventually, the tree will grow around the bolts (which allow the heart sap to flow and not be throttled, as can happen when you place bands around a tree).

In decades to come, you won’t even know the bolts are there.

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The story of this tree and the work we have done to help it can be used as a metaphor.

We all need help sometimes in order to heal.  Especially if the damage is just too much to do anything about it by ourselves.  Often, the work required to heal in that case is extensive and leaves hidden scars, just like our tree will have inside itself.

The split will be hidden within the tree, never to be discovered until the tree finally comes down, but the damage done will not shorten its life, nor stop it thriving.

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As I wrote previously, healing is wholistic.  It encompasses many levels of life, including spiritual, mental and emotional, not just the physical.

In modern times, the modes of thought are often to excise the parts of life that are no longer working, to walk away from bad relationships or bad jobs, to cut off even the beautiful and thriving because it no longer fits with our view of what we want in our lives – but nature shows us that if the spirit is strong, even the worst damage can often be healed, and what may temporarily look like a disaster can once again be a thing of beauty if we take the effort to enact repair and allow time for healing to occur.

Therefore, even the worst and seemingly unhealable splits can re-merge in a unified entity if all parties put in the effort to make things work – or allow the intervention of others to help them do that.

The tragedies of life that affect our deepest selves can also be healed in a similar way, if we open up to accepting a bit of help from others – and where full physical healing is not possible, the mind and spirit can always be regenerated.

Our delightful son is evidence of that, and has earned our respect as our imagined embodiment of the delightful vedic god, Ganesha, with his burgeoning joy for life despite his disabilities.

We all acknowledge the way nature thrives through the worst catastrophes and adapts itself to whatever situation it finds itself in.  Yet we often struggle to align ourselves to the idea that we, as beings of nature, also have this ability.

By remembering our inner source and reconnecting with the ‘cosmic pool of spiritual energy‘ that supplies us, we can rediscover the inherent healing within ourselves, on whatever level that healing is attainable.

Blessings!
Lianne

P.S. For those who have a similarly split tree, be aware that, despite such surgery, there can be the possibility of further assail if water gets into the split and encourages rot or insect attack.  We used silicon spray to seal the inside of the split.  The spray was able to get into the splintered areas where we would not have been able to inject silicon from a hand gun.  Because it is only a thin coat of spray, we may have to repeat this process every couple of years until the split has grown over.

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