A SoulScript for the Woods

It has been a bit since I've received a SoulScript for the collective. Here is one that came to me yesterday during my walk in the woods.

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The wisdom of the trees speak gently to my soul.

“We have waited for you to return”, they whisper.

Deep in the heart of the woods I catch myself in awe.So much of my peace and serenity are woven into the fabric of the forest floor.

“She’s back!”, chatter the squirrels.

The soft dewy moss beneath my bare feet, the crispness of the morning air, the fog rolling out of the meadow as the sun begins to break through,

THIS is my home,

THIS is my haven.

As the burrowing crickets emerge from their earthly tomb, I to feel my spirit emerge and expand. The concrete blocks where I once was imprisonedhave fallen away.

I lo ok back on all the years where the depth of this beauty went unnoticed. I pour gratitude into my heart that my eyes are now open.The wind whispers through the pine needles, I watch my friends, the tree beings, sway in the wind. This is my place where I engage with Source, this is the sanctuary where I can say my prayers in solitude, this is the place inmy soul longs to be.

My soul speaks to me among the towering oaks and pine trees.

I exclaimed to God “How divine His creation and how blessed I am for being able to partake in His majesty!

My soul has brought me here for a purpose greater than I could ever imagine. The vastness of nature is unrestricted, here my spirit can soar free, I fly up to the clouds and back down to the forest floor. Completly immersed.

I say grace and rejoice in this chapel that I called my woods.