Some aspect of me has merged with the tree.
Day 30 of my tree puja. I realise that the ritual has become part of me.
Something pulls me now to do the ritual and I don’t resist.
The tree is so silent.
Day 29 of my tree puja. I hear birdsong as the voice of the tree. I consider the importance of ritual, and the disturbance of its loss when tradition is trampled by modernity.
I was there at the grey time, listening to the silence of the tree, thinking how I talk too much.
The tree cannot walk but it never ceases to grow.
Day 28 of my tree puja. The seasons do not stand still. The brightness of flowers sprinkles the earth, while the tree is yet to emerge from her slumber. And yet, she has a message that helps me stabilise my mind today.
The tree said to me, be steady, be steadfast, one foot in front of the other, keep walking.
I went outside. The door slammed behind me.
Day 27 of my tree puja. Things do not go so well.
The tree, like the Divine, is forgiving of my stumbling efforts.
A rainy mood
Day 26 of my tree puja. I’m early today but the rain goes on and everything is soggy, including the tree’s mood.
I woke very early, as if having learnt my lesson…
The tree ignored me completely.
Day 25 of my tree puja. Dawn is the traditional time for the spiritual practice of yoga and meditation, when we are transitioning from the unconsciousness of sleep to the activities of the day. There is a special atmosphere of peace and quiet which we become part of. Today I discover the power of that time, by missing it.
I went after sunrise when it was light; it was too late…
I felt the tree as Mother Nature
Day 24 of my tree puja, in which I experience the tree’s embrace as Mother Nature.
A rooster in the distance, birds awakening – the dawn always reminds me of India, for in India I am always outside at dawn.
The ground is not so cold anymore.
Day 23 of my tree puja, in which I move from inner disturbance to inner peace.
Awoke feeling inner disturbance. Don’t know why. At such times I wonder …