so Peter and I took care o into one of these grove of one of the oldest and largest living things on
earth the giant sequoia trees the ordinary camera can't capture their immensity and the mature trees
range in age from a thousand to three thousand plus years old as I was telling him that these
healthy Giants still bear tiny cones since I have seen the cones on the bare ground countless times
since childhood I naturally told him he we would have to dig under the snow for them however our
best efforts produced only holes through the snow but no cones I stood under one of the trees closed
my eyes and held my feelings of frustration and disappointment and my body said there's
something here it needs to be listened to like we learned to do with focusing and it was I felt
very frustrated and disappointed i took my cane and I was scratching and try to find cones for
Carolyn I can't find a damn cone for you know like this good feel really irritated about this
and I so when that happens I paused for a few moments in focus so that's what I did so almost
immediately an image flashed in of a blop of snow falling from one branch to another high
branch above me and then hitting that branch and then falling on my head and soon the words came
you are looking in the wrong place and then I knew that if cone of snow could hit me on
the head it could hit the cones above me on the tree and all I needed to do was look on the top
of the snow instead of underneath is where does that may sound I open my eyes and began to see
cones all around me slightly indented in the snow from there all but nonetheless plainly visible
by simply owning my feelings the image and words could come and connect with them with my feelings
at an actual organic physiological change in perception had occurred and what shocked me
was the physiological change that had occurred on standing in the same spot I'm looking for
cones I don't see them I go through this process I opened my eyes and I see them it never had hit me
that dramatically what happens in this process I stood stunned by the simplicity yet profundo
T of this sudden transformation in my body as i began to pick up cone after cone on the snow
i was amazed at my own programming my own stale worn responses to things perceptions views ways
of looking at things how stuck i was in so much of 65 years of seeing things the same way doing
things the same way that sort of thing just amazed me and i wanted to sit with that then to be with
that to hold that I always have considered myself an open growing person and I thought holy smokes
so I held that and then the words came and the quote I wrote them down resurrection was always
meant to be felt as a continuing now deep in the cells of our bodies wear something so mundane as
simply pausing to own our feelings in a caring way could call forth from an eternal and timeless
presents such a penetration of those cells that are changing body itself would become
our spiritual companion in the teacher for various steps they're just in a matter of
minutes the resurrection is not something after death it's very clear of an accident exegesis
of and then I concluded as I walked back toward the car accompanied only by the silence of the
forest and my own aw I kept saying to myself what might happen to each of us into our world
if we just took a few minutes each day to pause and own inside ourselves what we feel
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