Mountains rise reaching to the sky but below the eye they touch the heart of our mother. Holding her flesh together like her bones.
The trees reach towards the sun, their roots travelling deep, far and wide, securing it’s magnificence to the surface. Like sinews holding everything in place.
The waters flow from the heavens, permeating deep to replenish under ground streams. Like the blood flowing through our veins.
Thunder booms in the sky while lighting hits the ground with a jolt so strong it can power a car. Like the force of the pump that beats our heart.
The wind blows from all directions, sometimes soft, sometimes hard. Blowing up tyres and sailing boats. Filling our lungs and bringing us life.
Oil comes up from the deepest parts and travels around our mother, clearing, lubricating. Like the blood pumping our heart.
The grass grows long, or short, dancing in the breeze, like a beacon for passers by, absorbing the dew and offering shade. As our hair, connecting us to heaven and earth as a natural antenna and umbrella.
These are but a few ways of how we are all connected with nature, with each other.
As above so below, as without so within.
What we do to our planet we do to ourselves and vice versa.
Is your body your temple? Or Is the mountain? If you revere only one, then life is out of balance. For without one there is no other.
Take time to observe nature today and see how she is a reflection of you.
What can you change within yourself to change what you see out in the world?
Take action today, tomorrow is not guaranteed.
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Mitakuye Oyasin
Namaste
Blessings
MWT 💗
Maria Wind Talker 