Stand still. The forest knows Where you are. You must let it find you.

An incredible poem by David Wagoner shared below. Please read it. Then, following the poem, there is a relatively short video with David Whyte discussing this poem in conversation with Jeffrey Mishlove. Wonderful. Enjoy.

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"Grib skov" by Malene Thyssen - Own work
“Grib skov” by Malene Thyssen – Own work

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Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

David Wagoner

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Preserving the soul:

Another post featuring David Whyte: How do you inhabit your vulnerability?

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