Big Sur Redwood Angels

Redwoods surround our little cabin, #11, at the Riverside Campground. We are as small as mice next to their bigness! It feels safe to be in among them. If I close my eyes and free my imagination, I can tune into their low, deep vibration. They speak. But it is very, very, very slow for my perception.We have been here for 4 days now, and I am still trying to figure out the  first syllable which the trees started saying about 2 years ago! So I just settle into the resonant rumbling of their earth frequency. It feels good.

I sleep really, really peacefully when surrounded by these trees. They are so huge, like tree royalty, that I feel completely safe and protected. Even my dreams are protected and I often have magical visitations and ideas. The circle around our cabin is almost like an incubator of some kind... a dream incubator. We have a skylight directly above our bed so we can look up at the trees hundreds of feet above us while we sleep. 

I like Redwood Tree bark, especially. It is so thick and furry! The deep valleys are like wrinkles in the skin of an elder and it is nice just to run my fingers along their edges. It smells good too.

Part of what gets me about redwoods is their age. There is one nearby which is 1000 years old… and they can be as old as 2000 years old. Elders to the max! I think about who was on the planet and doing what at those times… Roman times, Jesus, Budhha? These kinds of thoughts really throw me for a loop.

It is interesting that they are so spectacularly tall, yet they have a shallow root system. What keeps them standing is how they allow their roots to interconnect with the roots of other Redwood trees. Their loyal Redwood community literally supports the growth of each and every tree, enabling them all to reach for the stars.

I feel like redwoods are the recorders of time of the plant world the same way whales are the recorders of time in the mammel world. I think about these conscious beings alive and plugged into the earth, present for all her changes. Feeling the Earth and feeling the shift in consiousness on the planet and in the crystalline energy grids that surround it. They just sit in these quiet forests, year after year. They feel the winds, the rain, the floods, the fires and they keep on growing. Their super slow consciousness watching us buzz around like flies (in for what us is years).

The redwoods are such a precious gift to the planet. They feel like powerful angelic anchors! They are my favorite tree in the whole, wide world. I think I would always like to live next to the redwoods, or at least to have one growing in my yard if possible. The energy of these trees feels rich and deep and meaty. Wise and ancient, like elves mixed with wood giants.

I love hugging them, but of course I tend to do it when no one is looking. I don’t know why, but when I hear someone coming up the trail behind me I back away and “look casual”. But when they are gone again, I wrap my arms around the tree, close my eyes, smell the bark and feel the amazing nurturing energy. It is particularly important for me to make contact between my head and the tree. This allows me to release my mental thoughts, which is a nice relief. I can also feel the energy field of the tree pulsing around my body. It is like a giant sheath around the tree and walking into it is like slipping into a field charged with om-ing. I am so grateful to be here in Big Sur and surrounded by such elegant greatness!

Comments

[jennaluna]

awwww i love hugging trees too...these ones sounded magnificent

[Ajf 6]

I like your blog, because we have similar outlook and outlook on life!