Seeds of light, roots of connection
At first, the Silver Tree thought it stood alone. A single trunk among the forest.
Forgotten.
Separate.
But then it felt the tingling pulse beneath its feet. A quiet whisper from the mycelium: “You were never alone.”
And something shifted. The Silver Tree RE-remembered:
It realized that its strength didn’t come from trying to compare itself to the oaks and pines around it. Its power lived in its true essence.
The cacao pods ripened, bursting as luminous suns. Not dropping to the ground, but ascending – shining light in every direction, spreading abundance, joy, and connection.
This is the gift of RE-remembering. Tune in.
– Yanik
