Re: Projecting again. Listening to bugs.
This sounds so wonderful to me!
When I was a child, I always felt that God lived in trees. I mean, I felt like a tree was the perfect example of God, I guess (hard to explain; I was a weird kid, and I"m a weird adult). You can look at the leaf of a tree and see all the veins, and life is coursing through them all. The tree is home to countless other lives, birds, small mammals, insects, spiders, etc. And a tree has a particular kind of life essence (in the New Testament, the word is "zoe"; in the Old Testament the word is "chay" or "chaya", but I'm afraid I don't know the word in any other language, and the English word "life" is too vague and imprecise) that I've been able to perceive since I was a child (although as a child, I didn't know what I was perceiving; I just liked to be around and in trees).
I'm sharing this with you because what you described really touched me. Creation is Self-creating. The Creator is the Creation. Nowhere is that more evident (to me, anyway) than in trees.
May the light surround you, may you be blessed. May the light surround us, may we be blessed. May love and light surround us all, and may we all be healed and blessed. And so it is, and so it shall be, now and ever after.
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