Spiritually I have my connection
Day 110 of my tree puja.
In which I reflect on our need for a spiritual centre to help us navigate the storms of life.
The tree felt distant, or I felt distant, unable to tune in…
Even as the waves toss us
Day 109 of my tree puja.
In which I reflect on the ability of trees, oceans, and hopefully, me, to withstand the storms of life.
Autumn is finally being felt and the tree is withdrawing herself, her energy. She is very quiet…
Difficulties keep arising
Day 108 of my tree puja.
In which I reflect on the interdependence of all things.
We think we are independent, but we are not…
At the time of a death
Day 107 of my tree puja.
In which I realise that in the aftermath of Charlotte’s death, the energies of the garden take a little time to realign.
At the time of a death there is a sudden shift/change/gap in the energy around us. The energy field has to adjust…
Energy fields
Day 106 of my tree puja.
In which I reflect on the absence of Charlotte, our cat, who has been part of the garden for 12 years.
Could it be that the tree misses Charlotte? By that I mean that the absence of Charlotte is ‘felt’ by the tree and other energy fields in our garden…
Our little friend is gone
Day 105 of my tree puja
In which I contemplate the passing of flowers, and of our fluffy little pet cat Charlotte, who lived happily and sleepily in our garden.
As I went about the puja my heart and mind were with our little cat, Charlotte who is gone to the subtle realms…
I felt impatient
Day 104 of my tree puja.
In which I reflect on the possibility of having been too patient in my life.
I have been in Sydney. This morning is wet and underfoot I felt the sting of cold, very sharp. There were some birds making a racket…
The garbage truck
Day 103 of my tree puja.
In which an intrusion from the industrial department crashes in.
The garbage truck came along in the still, silent dark…
Trees do no violence
Day 102 of my tree puja.
In which I reflect on the non-violence of trees.
Last night I watched a very violent film; Nazis. Tarantino.
I am full of exclamation marks!
Day 101 of my tree puja.
In which my reading of Bentov’s book validates and expands the experience I’m having with the tree puja.
I am reading Bentov, Stalking the Wild Pendulum, and have just started the section entitled, ‘Construction and Maintenance of a Nature Spirit’. I am full of exclamation marks! So of course, I had this in mind as I went about the puja.
She is tired of her leaves
Day 100 of my tree puja.
In which I did not do tree puja, but had an extraordinary insight.
Strange thing. I did not do any pujas this morning. As I lay and relaxed during yoga practice, I looked out the window to the tree.
Energy of ritual and consciousness
Day 99 of my tree puja.
In which I experience the power of the puja as yoga - unity of energy and consciousness.
I nearly didn’t go to the tree. I was wanting to save time and not go to the tree…
Finding my footing
Day 98 of my tree puja.
In which I use Sanskrit words from the 8 limbs of raja yoga. The purpose of raja yoga is to still the mind. The tree puja does this.
Concentration. Puja is also about concentration, dharana. A state of sense withdrawal, pratyahara, spontaneously occurs as I squat by the tree…
Like freshly hung washing
Day 97 of my tree puja.
In which I witness the passivity of the tree.
The rain has softly come, in blobs and drips and sighs. A deep breath of wind generates a ripple of movement in the leaves…
I Earthed Myself
Day 96 of my tree puja.
It’s warm in the darkness.
The sun is rising later, and daylight saving is still on, so I go in the dark. It is too early in a way…
I went too early
Day 95 of my tree puja.
In which I get the timing wrong.
I went too early, still dark. Birds were still fast asleep, no sound, no movement except me…
An old broken bird’s egg
Day 94 of my tree puja.
In which a bird’s egg is not what it seems.
Under the tree I noticed an old broken bird’s egg…
The feet, our roots
Day 93 of my tree puja.
Thinking about feet, and roots.
The weather has turned cold, as it always does when the tomatoes start to ripen. I noticed my feet avoiding cold contact with the concrete path…
The tree has been my teacher
Day 92 of my tree puja.
In which the tree is understood as guru.
The tree has been my teacher this last year. All the books I have read, all the wise talks I have heard, programs attended, discussions discussed, have not taught me the profound insights the tree puja has allowed to unfold…
This is the Shakti
Day 91 of my tree puja.
Understanding the flower offering was an important awakening for me.
The flower energy is strong and very particular. It is purely creative. In offering the flower we offer that, invoking it in ourselves…