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Be Wildly Loosing All Your Stuff Like This Tree

  • Writer: Mic, Marilyn MIchele
    Mic, Marilyn MIchele
  • Jun 11
  • 1 min read

Coastal Fir: Watercolor June 11, 2025
Coastal Fir: Watercolor June 11, 2025

What has been. What has served. What has been experienced.


Who we thought we were. Where we have been before. How we did it. And what we earned. What our titles have been.


How things were done. How we felt about things. How we navigated this or that.

All the has been, all of our “been there, did that.” The yesterdays.How long might this list be?


Let it go. Just like the lower branches of this lovely fir tree on the coast in Oregon. Her latest growth is lush and lively.


If we get to have this full life expression. If we get to age. The blessings of such are not to be held on to. They get to fall away.


Are you trying to save that something? Do you justify what you do now, with what had happen before. Stop it. Let’s take ourselves off that hook.


I was unlikely to make it out of my cancer 20+ years ago. I could hold onto everything since as gems. But I feel like this tree teaches to simply live within the lush lively growth.

The sturdy rooting, and the strong trunk are intrinsically connected with fresh lovely perfume of vital living. Be wild as a tree.


And isn’t this just like Saturn? Saturn our Crone. Doesn’t she embody growing old?

Saturn as old tree. A mother of mothers tree.

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