Day 67 - 100 Days #FortheEarth

There is this one forest. I don't think we're ever alone and so I always speak to everything alive as I walk between the trees. I say my prayers, I thank them for their uplifting presense. The rocks, the moss, the crawling roots. The ants and the mice. The dragonflies. But also the ones with no names. All the beings invisible to human eyes. I've always known they are there, I practically grew up with them, and every time I connect, I change. 

I was in this one forest today. Unlike in other forests, when I'm in this one they speak back to me. Perhaps I simply listen here. Their energy is different, so different I find it almost impossible to convey their message in a language I know. They are so fast and so slow at the same time. So loving and so harsh. Playful, witty and light. Wise. 

This time we agreed I would write about them. Not too much, just to acknowledge their presence as teachers in my life. In the world. They are in nature and nature is everywhere. They have so much to give. We have so much to learn. All we need to do is listen.


This is a calling to slow down and listen. To take a deep breath and explore our personal connection with Mother Earth. The feminine and masculine, the beautiful and dirty, the real, the messy, the sacred. Once it was natural. Today it feels crucial. 

For the next 100 Days I will write a book to the Earth. For the Earth. With the Earth. The book, and the journey, is also to you. For you. And with you. Together, we are everything.

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Love, Åsmund.

(Photo: Flickr/CC/Alexander Cahlenstein)