Mysterious Encounters In The Forest

They were all breathing slowly. Leaves open. The carbon dioxide transformed into oxygen. An act of pure love. The sun warmed their branches. Massage. Nurturing. Soul lovely. They adored it. No sounds of humans. They were in peace. In oneness with their green tribe. Old and wise, they stood tall. Moving in a divine rhythm together. Music of the earth. Only animals felt intuitively how precious they were. The wind sang a song full of change. The trees listened well. Their souls captured the essence. Every sound decoded. Carefully understood. A magnificent bird landed on one of the trees. Blue colored. Like the ocean. It lowered its head to translate the language of the trees. Focused. Curious.

Soon the trees felt the message deeply. No opinion built. They just accepted it. Unlike humans they were still able to hear a message without judging it. Nature gave them this gift. No ego involved. Gratitude. The blue bird was called by the oldest tree. To receive the message as well. The tree moved its branches to welcome the bird. A beautiful demonstration of natural excellence. Divine art. The blue bird's eyes were shining. Starry eyes. It was energized by the words. Exchange to serve a wonderful purpose. The process was completed. Its feathers colored green. The mission started. Wings unfolding. Thirty three days it needed to arrive at its destination. A silent flight.

Meanwhile the trees were talking smoothly. As trees usually do. They were excited about the outcome. Smiling from within. The oldest tree could observe the journey of the bird. The younger trees kept on asking: "Has the bird arrived yet?". The oldest tree said: "Be patient, younger ones, all good things take time." The plan was executed step by step. Natural growth. When they least expected it, the oldest tree woke them up. Very early in the morning. When the sun just appeared. Sending magic light. "Big announcement, brothers and sisters, the bird has completed its flight", said the oldest tree. The younger trees turned around their roots. The earth was shaking.

In a village a carpenter was working outside. He was thinking about his true love. She was in another village. Crazy in love. No smart phones to send a love message. He missed her so. She felt his absence. If only she could have wings to fly to him. The day was special. Every thought energy shifted into reality. The crystals of the mountain supported the story. The bird knocked on the window. The woman opened it. She was surprised. The bird landed on a chair. Five minutes later. A true miracle. Never ever happened before. Unbelievable but true. Stunning wings left aside. The bird gone. She danced for joy. She understood the meaning. Gently she took the treasure.

Within the blink of an eye she arrived in his village. She observed him secretly. He was so loveable. The oldest tree was crying. Touched by the scene. The other trees got impacted too. So special to see. He turned his head. He felt a presence. Their eyes met. The sun was overwhelmed. More loving light than she ever could produce herself. The stars in the sky were immediately glowing. A golden bow appeared in the sky. Sign of eternal love. He saw her wings. What a beauty. Their hearts melted. Like ice cubes caressed by the sun. Affection. Tenderness. Giving and receiving. Balanced. Many years later their golden statue was visited by travellers coming from every part of the world. True love always sets the example. Spiritually connected for many lifetimes. Again and again.

Mysterious Encounters In The Forest by Liesbeth Leysen