Stand Still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you,
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or brush is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand Still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
Mindfulness PROMPT: Copy into your journal, "Today I sit quietly for a few moments and observe my thought as they float by in my mind. I don't judge them, I just watch and notice. What does observation reveal to me about my thoughts?"
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