Alyosha's Tales: The Power of Trees

2024 Author: Seth Attwood | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 15:55

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It was getting colder. But now Alyosha began to see good in this too. Communication with his grandfather, in some mysterious way, changed his perception of life. Rather, it did not change, but made it deeper and more extensive. At the same time, the grandfather, in some cunning way, infected him with the desire to live, to seek and see life in all manifestations of nature and to receive Joy from this. And so now, being with him in the forest on the stream, Alyosha noticed how the forest had changed. Mosquitoes, which constantly flew up to the eyes, as if they wanted to see something in them, and after that, everyone strove to get into their mouths, today were not even visible. The boy felt a kind of relief from this. The forest no longer exuded that fragrance and coolness as it had a couple of weeks ago, but now it was filled with some incredible light. Everything around seemed to glow. The foliage shimmered in the sun and played with yellow and red highlights. Maple was especially beautiful. With the advent of coolness, its leaves acquired a red hue and now created some kind of unique coziness in the forest, from which it became easy on the soul. The forest was slowly preparing for winter sleep.

The squirrels had already begun preparations for the cold, and therefore were busy gathering supplies. They jumped dexterously and merrily over the branches and wanted to examine the boy and grandfather. Grandfather took out bread and seeds, which he usually took with him when they went to the forest. As usual, before entering the forest, he greeted the forest owner and left gifts for the forest dwellers. Well, how can you go empty-handed ?! So now he held out his hand in which there were seeds and a squirrel, as if she had known him for a long time, boldly jumped on his shoulder. With some kind of squirrel instinct, she realized that this man would not do anything bad to her. Or maybe the squirrel saw what some modern people have forgotten how to see. She saw the sincerity in her grandfather's movements, saw that he came with an open heart and was not planning anything bad.

After feeding the squirrels, they continued on their way. The deeper they plunged into the thicket, the more calm Alyosha felt. There was no noise that often happens when you leave a busy road. There were no shouts of people, the noise of passing cars, there was nothing that you usually do not pay attention to, but this noise is constantly present nearby. You seem to fall under the hood of this noise, but you yourself no longer understand it. He always attracts your attention, and therefore does not allow you to relax and hear what is really important. This is the background that accompanies some kind of rush. Like fast music in the car or TV at home. As if someone invisible grabbed you and does not want to let go.

But in the forest there is an invisible border, crossing which, you find yourself in another world. At first, you seem to find yourself in a layer of silence, sometimes it takes about 16 steps, sometimes more, sometimes less. The noise of "civilization" usually subsides there, but the life of the forest is still not heard. And then, the forest seems to come to life, and you begin to literally feel it and live in it. It’s like a wave of life is pouring over you and you are gradually merging into a new world.

Together they walked along the path, going further and further. The forest was mixed. Birch, oak, ash and maple got along well in it. In some places there was even spruce, fir and Korean pine. Such a variety could probably only be found in the Primorskaya taiga. But even there, life was not the same everywhere. In some places, the soul seemed to be floating. Usually it was very light and light in such places. In others, everything inside the boy seemed to shrink and then he began to look worriedly around, as if looking out for danger. In such places one could feel tension and something seemed to press on him. Outwardly, in such places it was somehow gloomy. Usually there were many fallen or dry trees in them and an invisible sense of danger was present, which brought the body into a state of readiness for something unknown, and the feelings seemed to heighten. Maybe because the unknown frightens a person most of all. Children know this better than adults.

Finally, the grandfather stopped near a tree. He clasped his trunk with his palms and closed his eyes. He stood there for a minute, then opened his eyes and invited the boy to try and describe how he would feel. It looked like an ordinary birch. Alyosha went up to her, pressed his palms on both sides to the trunk and closed his eyes.

It was as if something had stirred inside him. He could hardly stand on his feet. It seemed to him that his head swam somewhere and was filled with light, which was looking for a way out and found it somewhere between the boy's eyes. The head seemed to stretch upward by itself and, opening his eyes, he saw the crown of a tree. It seemed to him that this light, clinging to the top of the tree, began to spread and fall down, forming something like a bell. Suddenly it seemed to him that a slender, beautiful girl in a sundress was now standing in front of him, and he was hugging her around the waist.

Grandfather smiled and beckoned him to the next tree. This time it was maple. Clinging to him, the boy felt incredible lightness, as if someone was pulling all the fatigue out of him and inside there was a free space that was filled with the light of joy. It took my breath away. The fatigue that had accumulated in the muscles after the road was gone. A smile of its own accord appeared on his face.

- Come on, Alyosha, try it further. Just get up strong - the grandfather smiled and he nodded towards the next tree.

It was now a tall, spreading Oak. The boy did the same, but this time it was a completely different sensation. From the moment he took hold of the oak, it was as if a strength began to grow in his chest, which began to spread over his shoulders. He took a deep breath. Power like water filled the upper part of it. The chest, back, shoulders seemed to be filled with it. The oak seemed to feed his body with its strength, and his body seemed to drink it. He involuntarily straightened up and, as if overflowing water, power began to flow down his back and fill his legs. He had never stood so firmly on his feet. There was a feeling that he was completely united with the oak. For some reason he saw how the life of this tree began. He wanted to move away from him. He looked at his grandfather.

- What the soul tells you - do it. Do not embarrass yourself - the grandfather nodded to him.

Alyosha walked away a little and squatted down, clasping his knees in his hands, he closed his eyes. Now he saw how the acorn fell into the ground and after the snow had melted, a sprout appeared in the wet ground. He was terribly interested in what was there above and with all his nature, he was reaching for the light. At that moment, the boy's body began to unbend. He stretched out like a sprout towards the sun. First, the legs began to unbend, then the back, and finally, spreading his arms, he stood up, threw his head to the sun and stretched his arms up, as if straightening his chest and shoulders after a long sleep. Taking a deep breath of the autumn air, he felt the strength of the earth fill his legs and back. He looked up and saw that a mighty oak rose above him, which had once appeared from a small acorn.

Unhurriedly, the grandfather approached Eli.

- Each tree has its own life force. Oak, for example, gives strength, and maple cleans and removes fatigue. The birch fills with light, but the spruce stretches upward. Pay attention, wherever spruce usually grows, there other trees are much higher. Because, as she pulls them along. If you hug the Christmas tree, it seems that someone is pulling you up by the top of your head. But after all, each tree has its own strength, and it has its own because the essence of each is different. You yourself have experienced how different they are. And one tree is good for a man, he gains strength from it, but another tree can take away the rest of his strength, like a poplar, for example. And for different people and trees are different. In a word, like people. But there are still men and women. And each again has its own strength. A woman has no use for male power, because oak is good for a man, and a birch is better for a woman. So then, Alyosha.

Now you, one might say, spoke with your soul to each tree, that is, you felt it. You can say I saw it again. The vision is also different.

- How is it different? - the boy was surprised.

He had already seen how a sparkling fog covered the space, when his grandfather played the pipe, he saw how his thoughts and density and much more flowed, but what it turns out to be seen in different ways surprised him a lot.

- Well, any division is of course conditional, like vision, each has its own. Maybe it's even good that everyone sees differently. After all, everyone lives from this in their own world. For example, you can look at fire in different ways. As a source of warmth and light, or as a source of suffering and pain. But he has the same essence. So is the World of Reveal. One and the same, but appears to each differently.

So there you go! Vision, one might say there is a Mental, and there is a Spiritual.

- What's the difference? - the boy looked at his grandfather with interest.

- The soul is available to everyone, without exception. After all, both the stone and the tree have a soul. The feeling of nature and all its creatures is the basis of mental vision. By connecting our soul with a person or a tree, for example, we begin to feel it. And we call this sympathy. Today it also seems difficult, from the fact that many people are cut off from nature, but it is available to everyone, without exception.

Spiritual vision, on the other hand, is not available to everyone. But by the way, everyone doesn't need it. After all, the world will not be harmonious where all the warriors, or where all the scientists, or doctors. It's like planting the whole land with just one tree. It won't turn out very well. So there you go! Spiritual vision is a vision of the very essence of a person, thing or phenomenon. So you can see his dreams, aspirations and the path to the realization of his dreams, which is now called fate. Everyone has their own dream. From this, the essence is different for different people, as well as animals, trees, and natural phenomena. This is the kind of vision we can safely call Veda. From this, and a person becomes such a wizard, from the fact that the essence knows or simply sees. It is no coincidence that in Russia they wrote to know through the letter "Yat". Knowing is not just knowing how the elders taught, but also seeing how it really is!

Everyone has their own way to this Vision. In a person, all the elements of the world are not collected by chance. That is why he can feel all manifestations of the World of Reveal. Because he is completely similar to the world where he lives. Our ancestors did not separate themselves from the world. After all, there is no big difference to explore yourself or the world. Everything is one. But to understand this, you need to be in Lada with yourself and with the world. We will talk about LAD separately, a little later.

When a person's connection with the world is broken, a disturbance in his mind begins, what is called madness today. The soul begins to ache. To suffer. The soul asks for more light, that is, Joy. The mental pain pours out into the body and then the body begins to ache. And the reason is that a person has not become complete. He separated himself from the world, from nature, from his ancestors. It is enough to restore integrity and these diseases will go away. But it is not easy for an ordinary person to even understand this, let alone fix it. That is why there were Healers in Russia. Their task was to restore this integrity. And for this, many means are in store in our culture and in nature. So, for example, mental pain can be brought out through the body in a belt or simple physical labor. Likewise, you can pour out your soul in a heart-to-heart conversation or in a song. Well, you can get along with trees, of course, and herbs. And you can do it with your hands. And sometimes they even did it with a knife and an ax. There are many tools. But everything is in the likeness. There was not enough strength - the native land and the trees helped. There is not enough fire in a person and he himself cannot cleanse himself of ailments, which means that they burned out the damage with fire. We looked at the essence. So that! But for this, the healer needs spiritual vision. In order to see what is wrong in a person. And you can choose a remedy, a herb or a tree with the help of a spiritual vision.

No one was treated in Russia - they just restored Integrity.

- Soul vision is kind of like breadth if you look and feel the movement of force, but Spiritual when you see deeply and the very essence, does it work? the boy asked.

- That's it! - the grandfather gently ruffled the hair on the boy's head.

Spiritual vision gives a lot of interesting things to a person. Now, if, for example, you sit in the forest and look at the bends of the trees, then many runes become understandable. From the fact that a person begins to see the movement of life force. At the heart of runic writing is not just another letter, at the heart of a different form of thinking, reason and vision of the world. Deep understanding of the essence. This is Spiritual vision.

Yet how beautiful it is in the autumn in the forest - Alyosha thought then.