Blades of Grass

Ode to Nature

As the rain falls, I give praise for it provides healing for rebirth and growth

We are like blades of grass, growing abundantly. Kin to the trees that walked out of the forest. We are sentient electrical plant matter in the middle of a cosmic love story. As we grow they grow, the difference is they don't obscure their reality by talking about it.

I doubt if one blade of grass feels claustrophobic next to the others, after all, they spring up together. For one purpose, to grow abundantly non-stop until they die. I always say if nature could talk, all it would say is thank you to the divine over and over. As they say, each blade of grass has an angel standing over it saying "grow".

The sweetness of Mother's love strengthens us to toward max potential

In this cosmic ball that twists our arms collectively, we have learned to dance alone. Alone without knowledge of true self. The real you usually makes its appearance for most at birth and death. The in-between is the conscious co-creative festive dance of life we are all gifted with.

So many wallflowers and beings are afraid to love and be loved. There are those that exist around us who cast no judgment and love you with unwavering devotion. Nature is these beings! From once we came we shall return, the cosmic grocery store where you can pick anything you want to love naturally engineered to love you back.

We are but an extension of divine wisdom in action

As the natives believe and I do too, look to nature for the real you! We are connected and it always loves you, from watering your flowers to the bees having a visit it all benefits another. This is true living in my opinion, be like blades of grass!

Simply happy to be watered and provided for to grow. Despite other human beings who make life trash, thank nature and the universe because they're the real ones in charge. Recharge and get grounded healing is but a grass patch or forest away!

I believe in You!