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7/30/2018

The Banyan Tree Book Download Draft

Hello sovereign being friends,

I woke up this morning to something new - it seems everything is quite new - even if the word new has become so old:P
We are "making up it up" as we go along. Master's in the New Energy, and even our predecessors have no real clue what embodied creation looks like for us - we are creating it real time. There's no template. There's no pattern. The creation is happening in the perceived chaos, at times. And certainly in the no-thing for me.

Pondering for weeks now this life in embodied realization and creation. How do I live on this planet in joy? What I am choosing for this lifetime?

Well, last night in my deep, full moon sleep, I chose the Banyan Tree. I chose Freedom once again. I chose to share it here with you all. Once again. I hope you will continue to join us.

On this new PAGEof the website, I have uploaded a draft copy of our first Banyan Tree Publication. It is just a draft and does not include all submissions. It does carry the energy of the creation and a background for those new to this space.

I want to officially welcome Les and Karen Montgomery, Rebecca, and Elia to the Banyan Tree and Third Circle experience. This draft publication will give you some insight into this space and what we are creating. I encourage you to take a look, and connect if you choose. Never required, invitation stands open.

I know I "quit" some weeks back now. Perhaps we have to completely disconnect from everything sometimes, to bring a deeper consciousness or awareness of what we are choosing in this realized lifetime.

In the absence of everything and the ability to choose anything, I choose this space again. And to be a part of its evolution as we continue to flow with the changing tides of consciousness and creation. Thanks for the putting up with my seemingly wishy washy nature. I had to really choose it. And I did not take it lightly. And I had to move past my own cynicism and jaded-ness, to move forward. Radical shift in motion. Holy hell.

In honor of us and our inimitable souls,

Lauren

7 Comments

Momo

7/30/2018 12:17:01

Welcome indeed!
Inimitable souls indeed!
Yay for the seemingly endless pondering and mode shifts and this Book of Banyan.

There is a Banyan Tree piece I've been meaning to offer and this post catalyzed it's writing. Thank you for inspiring!
Feel free to include it in the evolving "book" of our Banyan.

About a week ago I spent 5 days in deep embodied retreat in the wilderness at around 11K ft altitude in Colorado Rocky Mts.

I met trees.
Very.
Intimately.
Very.
Slowly.
Very.
Deeply.

Some of the most communicative trees I met most humans would consider to be "dead."

Yet ALL of them are SO full of wisdom, consciousness, love, trust, connectivity, beauty, grace, divinity....you name it....
ALL virtues of ONENESS and Common Unity.

The trees are so present, inspiring and communicative...Then, I begin to receive all the wooden buildings and furniture made from "wood" also directly transmitting.

For a week before this retreat, I'm feeling heartbroken in grief, exhausted with being around others. I'm deeply pondering, often distressed contemplation about what I am here for. Why even go outside, inside, or anywhere?

After meeting these trees, I find myself listening SOOOO deeply, and moving VERRRY SLOOOWWWLY for hours.....dancing in a way of expansive awareness where I can directly feel the wholeness of being TREENESS....and then that expanding too....and ALL other-than-human beings becoming a symphony of my experience in the landscape of Earth.

I fully experienced how trees have no death or "dead".
Only humans recognize death and "dead."
The rest of beings on earth are ONE...community... being...without death.

I found my hands entering a mudra like an open "cage" each finger of right hand touching the same corresponding one of left.... and voicing quietly "ComeUnity, ComeUnity, ComeUnity" (Community).

Then I learned.
The Banyan, the Oak and the Yew.
Are unique among trees.
Rather than reaching for nourishment from the sunlight, growing up towards the light like all the others.
They are already whole and complete...full and nourished within themselves.
They grow down.
Rooting the star sky spirit soul light from above into the mater of the Earth below.

Wow, I recalled such exquisite times I'd had dancing with Yews in Europe and Oaks in the Pacific NW.

In this space, in between the worlds....these trees provide shelter for us to be...alone and together.
Physically and beyond physical.
To feel, listen, love, engage, grow along with the whole community.

Grateful to be entering this space of the Banyan beyond death with you dear Third Circle friends.

Les Montgomery

7/30/2018 13:28:23

Many tears of JOY,,,,,,,,,,, thank you,, Love,,,, not the 3D kind :)

Maureen

7/30/2018 19:15:03

Love your share Momo! So poetic I could feel it as I read it❤️

Lauren

8/1/2018 11:03:21

Momo - I loved the share. It moved my liquid through me. A cool glass of water! Nataly - this morning I was thinking about a tree as our meeting point. Being embodied and rooted. The merging of the human and divine. It's so wonderful.

Sue

7/31/2018 17:26:31

Love it! x

Nataly

8/1/2018 11:01:37

It is so wonderful your experience with trees. I was in NY for the month of July in a wonderful place full of trees and nature, and in my first morning there I went for jogging/walking.
When I was just coming out of the house I said to the tall trees in front of me, "Good morning, how are you doing?...their answer were, "I am here, planted in the ground!"
Hahaha I just laughed at their answer and I replied, " well, you are very wise and funny!"
And I left, running away, but I kept thinking in their answer, "Being here and Planted" Also, their respond came as One- in the case of trees-nature I guess they feel into a whole. It was very interesting!

Joanna

8/2/2018 16:03:45

Yay! Of course more to say but that’s what I have for now.
Momo!!! So very amazingly beautiful. I agree with Lauren .. liquid indeed.

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