#rootedness

I am Askr I am Lykr I am Aldr I am the flow of La I am Elk I am Elk Sedge I am Ash I am the carved Earth I am the child of Jörð I am driftwood I am the trunk of Yggdrasil I am the boughs of Mímameiðr I am the host of Líf and Lífþrasir I am the delight of humanity I am the form of humanity I am the kýn of Jörð and humanity I am the shortness and length of life I am the vitality of…

Screenshot In the misty dawn, a disciple approached his master by the ancient cherry tree. “Master,” he said, “I fear the storm will ruin our harvest. How can I hold onto hope?” The master plucked a falling blossom and held it in his palm. “Hope is not the sun breaking through clouds, nor the promise of ripe fruit. Watch.” A gust scattered the petals. The tree stood bare, naked, yet rooted…

Spring in my yard

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“If you let yourself be blown to and fro, you lose touch with your root. If you let restlessness move you, you lose touch with who you are” Lao Tzu