Nature has many scenes to exhibit and constantly draws a curtain over this part or that.
She is constantly repainting the landscape and all surfaces,
Dressing up some scene for our entertainment.
Lately we had a leafy wilderness,
Now bare twigs begin to prevail and soon she will surprise us with a mantle of snow.
Some green she thinks so good for our eyes that like blue she never banishes it entirely from our eyes but has created evergreens.
Henry David Thoreau.
Come be still,
Sit with yourself in this moment,
Inhaling through your nose and exhaling through your mouth.
Be still with us,
Evergreen says.
Come,
Come share our wisdom,
Bringing you this meditation today to empower your voice,
To bring yourself back to your body,
To create peace within your soul and nurture your voice.
Let's become the evergreen.
The trees are bare,
Maple and oak,
Birch.
The branches hit as the winds grow stronger.
The days are getting shorter as the nights come in quicker and you,
Nurtured spirit,
Nurtured soul,
The evergreen is standing strong.
Where are you in this world,
Dear evergreen?
On a farm?
In a forest?
Maybe in the backyard of your childhood home?
And what surrounds you?
Is it a bare field?
An abundance of different pines and conifers?
Or more bare deciduous trees that have lost their leaves,
Getting ready to be replenished from the earth?
You,
The evergreen,
Have created protection,
Resilience,
Strength,
A lasting energy to get you through the winter,
Through the dark nights,
Quieting the soul,
Hibernating within to persevere through this time of change.
You feel your waxy coating from head to toe protecting you,
To the tips of your tree,
All the way down your branches,
Outstretched to the edges of your pine needles.
Waxy coating of protection down to your trunk.
And you feel your roots in the ground,
Coming closer to your trunk,
To your center,
Knowing they will be frozen,
But still enough energy to create new roots while everything is hibernating.
And in this stillness you sit,
With moon glowing,
Frost glistening from your needles,
In the quiet comes a snowfall,
Heavy,
Deep snow coating everything around you.
And you enjoy your quiet time,
Your hibernation as winter continues,
Knowing you are fully alive and well.
And along with you resting and being quiet within your body,
You know,
Deep within you,
That you have something to say,
Something to contribute to this silence.
It's just you here,
Wherever you are evergreen,
In your forest,
On your farm,
In your backyard,
On your mountain.
It's just you,
To share your voice with the world.
What do you want to say?
Maybe it's a mantra,
I am resilient,
I am evergreen,
I persevere,
I bring in stillness and peace.
Maybe it's a sound,
Unique to you,
To your voice,
Your evergreen.
At nurtured voice,
You light up your soul,
To be alive.
At any time of year,
Any change,
Any challenge,
You come back to what you created.
For your sound,
It's yours to bring in any time and reconnect with evergreen,
With your stillness,
With your strength.
A gentle reminder,
You are nature,
You are here to become.
