Perception and knowledge

Morning Meditation

Perception and knowledge

 When I look at the palm tree I see long thin leaves growing together on a single stem forming a natural fan. I see many of these on a single tree. The shades of green reveal to me the age of each branch from fresh delicious emerald green, to deep forest, and ultimately sun bleached yellow. Clumps of fallen bamboo leaves littering its palms. A smooth bark that sheds in sheaths. Lizards running up, down, and all around its living home. This is My perception of the tree outside my window. 

  If I were asked to take a deeper look and look beyond what my eyes perceive I might get closer to the truth of what is really there. Roots in the soil mingle with its brother the bamboo. I am touched by those roots beneath this very floor upon which I am sitting. They exist together providing for each other support. There is an exchange of breath as is above so is below. This tree is alive it feels my presents. This tree is perhaps more conscious then I am most of the time. Absent is its choice for freewill. In a constant state of meditation. There is much to learn from this projection of mind. Always in the now not concerned about the past. It does not hold a grudge against me for building fences, not showing favor, or even for never truly acknowledging its presents. If I choose to focus on loving this tree it will only grow in strength and beauty because I Am a witness to the knowledge of the truth that really is.

 Even deeper...

  The delicious emerald leaves mirror the gratefulness of deep fundamental relationships. Giving thanks for all that came before to nurture this present moment. The deep forest green giving confidence that all is well right now. All that is needed is being provided. An exquisite example of trust and acceptance. The sun bleached yellow leaves being called back to the sun. It's color being not lost but absorbed. A badge of knowledge proving life is always complete. The smooth bark sheaths shedding thoughts that no longer serve. As they lay on the ground brilliant orange and burgundy I see their beauty for what they were and what they will become. When all comes full circle it will begin again by feeding into what is most needed in this present moment. 

  Oh...and of the lizards.... They remind me to dream without attachments. 

Blessings