Conversations with grass

I recently sat down and had a conversation with some grasses. When you are open to communicating with all of life, you are realize that all things are alive and all things can communicate - you just need to open to them.

Grasses beneath the tree

Here are some things the grasses shared:

The parts nearer to the ground are more dense and strong. They don't move in the wind. The taller parts, full of seeds are long, tall and they move freely.  They are tossed around in the wind. This reminds me of how people tend to behave in the winds of change.  The tighter we are bound, the less we are able to be tossed around.  But, the more up-reaching and free we are, the more we are susceptible to the changing winds.  The balance of all this is that we maintain a connection to Mother Earth.  She is the force we cling to in times of need and discover. When we feel our feet firmly planted on the ground, we are safe and protected.

These beautiful grasses gave me this little poem:

Here we sit, grasses beneath the tree,

There is no you, there is no me.

As the wind blows, so do we.

Our spirits are together, can't you see?

Here we sit, the grasses beneath the tree.

Look closely, you'll see the small grasses underneath the tree :)