There is something exhilarating about stepping into the unknown! I had never done anything like it; make a choice to go somewhere on an internal prompting –when nothing was planned and I had no idea who I would meet, how, where or what the outcome would be. I just knew deep inside that TreeSisters had to go to the next level and find her root donors and that I had to come here to the States to do that.
As it is, the ground really is rising to meet my feet – something that I prayed for, but had no idea whether it actually would! An amazing experiment in trusting life. I am quietly staggered at the path that has started to open up in front me, the quality of the people that I am meeting and through them the connections and networks that are opening up. Imagine this - I am actually going to stay in the apartment that was Wangari’s home in the last year of her life, whilst fighting cancer in New York. How did that just happen?
I invited Clare to come to the Mother Forest here in Southern Appalachia as the first stop in her U.S. tour. I felt strongly that the power of this place would create an ideal retreat and an energetic cradle in which to rest as she prepared for the journey that lay ahead.
Only three winding mountain roads lead into Hot Springs, North Carolina. All of them are two lanes, mountainous, and intimate. No matter what road you take, somewhere on your drive to Hot Springs you will cross an undesignated and invisible line where you enter “Mountain Time.”
I’m in Hot Springs, North Carolina, right on the Appalachian Trail. I’m sitting in bed, laptop on lap, gazing out at forest covered mountains in full fall splendour and I’m numb. Before flying out, I read the article ‘The ocean is broken’, written by Ivan Mcfadyen about his journey across the Pacific in the wake of the tsunami and Fukashima disaster, which quietly broke my heart. Last night after a full 5 days of being unable to get on-line at all, I foolishly read another article detailing the extent of radiation related catastrophe right up the coastline of the western USA and I’m floored.
As it is, I feel encased in a mystery on this trip already. It was always going to happen that I came over the sea at this point in time. I can’t even remember now when the clear knowing hit me or how I explained it to myself, but I’m here and could only be here now in this sleepy valley, nested in the vastest ocean of forest I have ever seen in my life.
This week has been illuminating. Lifting out of major back trauma and the profound gift of witnessing the total rest demanded by my physical body – back into work and this endless question of how to balance the needs of the body with the mind, responsibilities and so called reality. I love that we’re creating something so deeply rooted in an enquiry that is so valuable and necessary for all of us. What a living growth edge.
Real embodiment feels like a whole other reality when I inhabit it – a whole other pulse and flow – a different shade and texture of experience that is quiet, intense and intimate in a way that is hard to wrap words around and very, very personal. I just want to say yes to it and sink into present moment...but then the to-do list starts nudging me like a hungry puppy and I respond. Too easily pulled into the fear of overwhelm...I’ll just get that 20 minute task done. 5 hours later I realize I’m thirsty – oh for God’s sake!
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