Found
Posted by Robin Easton
The sun isn’t yet up, but my body is so attuned to its rising that I awaken. The fiery globe will soon peek its rays over the mountain and I don’t want to miss it. I roll out of bed, walk outside to wait. I stand perfectly still. This is my time of silence. Slowly Earth turns and warm light washes over my face.
The sun’s radiance lifts me into the sky along with itself, as if I’m attached to the end of it’s glowing rays. My spirit soars and I know that today I have to do more than just look at the mountain. I have to be with it.
“Rays from the sunrise drew forth the buds and stretched them into long stalks, lifted up sap in noiseless streams, opened petals, and sucked out scents in invisible jets and breathings.” ~ Thomas Hardy
The drive to the mountain seems only minutes. At the trail-head I stuff my moccasins into my pack and stride barefoot up the path. Summer rain has left the Earth moist and muddy. The sweet smell of pine and juniper bathes my bare skin. I am in heaven. The scent of wet stone and wild flowers call me to Life. My soul is bursting with Love. I can’t contain it and begin to jog, and then run up the mountain, hair flying, as my ecstasy sets me free. I’m breathing hard, but feel light as a feather in my simple shorts and T-shirt.
Running barefoot is utter freedom. With each pounding step I connect with my Mother. I love that I must watch the ground more closely to avoid roots, loose rocks, slippery patches and occasionally glass. Being aware is what sets me free and fills me with vitality. Being aware is my sustenance. I laugh out loud when I look down and see two long cactus spines sticking from my big toe, like antennae on some bizarre insect. Although I can’t feel them, I reach down and tug them out. I don’t know why, but I find it funny. Somehow those spines sticking from my toe allow me to see myself; silly, goofy, endearing, innocent and wild. I’m not perfect; I’m only alive. That is enough.
“The whole earth was brimming sunshine that morning. She tripped along, the clear sky pouring liquid blue into her soul.” ~ Theodore Drieser
On this morning I’m so happy, so free, so deeply human and connected that I want to shout “I LOVE YOU” to the world. The ecstasy in my spirit rises until I lose all sense of body. I become the damp earth, squished between my toes, I become the rocks, the morning birds and pine trees. My hands are sticky with sweet pitch from pinion trees along the trail, many with their roots exposed from endless hikers. As I jog by, I gently brush their branches with my hand, thanking each one for enduring so many feet, including my own. Last night’s raindrops fall from branches into my hair and onto my arms and face. In my ecstasy I cannot tell where I end and Earth begins. I merge with the life around me, until I am lost to it. And I am found.
“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” ~ Harold Whitman
What have you last done that lifted you to such passion, you forgot yourself, and remembered who you are?
***Today I am honored to be featured at the Daily Brainstorm Please come and visit me there. I’ve written an intimate post titled: “The Little Things That Connect Us” May you never feel alone and always know that you are part of all things, and all things are part of you.
Love,
Robin
“I don’t believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.” ~ Joseph Campbell
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Jonathan - Advanced Life Skills Says:
2 August 2010 at 1:24 pm.
Hi Robin, I recently spent two days working on the cover for my book. Now I am not a graphic artist or a photoshop person, but I got so into it that I couldn’t think about eating or sleeping. I was using Corel Paint Shop Pro for the first time so everything was new to me. I completely lost myself in this project and before I knew it, WOW! It came out just as I had imagined it. I could actually feel the energy of the book in the cover. What a buzz!
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nothingprofound Says:
2 August 2010 at 1:39 pm.
I love these coincidences. Just today I wrote this aphorism: “Many have tried to make the world a better place, and a few have succeeded by loving it.” Every morning I go into my backyard, and watch the birds and squirrels living. They remind me who I am.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 2nd, 2010 at 8:21 pm
Oh my dear friend, Marty!!!! This is an aphorism so singularly beautiful that it brings immediate tears to my eyes. It is sooooooooo where I am at lately. I have another post I am working on that talks about this, but in a more general way. It makes me so happy picturing you sitting in your yard watching birds and squirrels. THAT is such good medicine. It’s a whole meditation itself. Thank you, Marty. I am gratefu. Hugs, Robin
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Evita Says:
2 August 2010 at 2:21 pm.
Hello Robin
Oh this gushed with your love and energy! What a morning journey, I felt like I was right there beside you, cactus thorns and all 
Oh Robin, this story reminded me that recently I have been too wrapped up in doing… as there is so much to be done, with the house coming to completion and not enough being to the point of forgetting myself. I want to run up the hills, run through the grass, and just forget everything else, except being totally me, wrapped up in nature’s embrace. I long for that….
Thank you for sparking that feeling within me, to remember what drives me to truly be me, and be alive and found!
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 1:16 pm
Dearest Evita, You and I are funny because there have been so many times when I have been to YOUR site and either read your posts or “experienced” your photos and gone away with the same feeling/realization: That I need to “be with” nature more. That I’ve have somehow, as you say, become “too wrapped up in doing” and it has made me momentarily forget who I am and what is important. Maybe it’s more than that; maybe it’s that I lose that clear sense of what is REALLY important in life, and need to get out and be recharged and refreshed by the peace and grandeur of nature, so that my priorities naturally fall into place, and that which is unimportant falls away. I too long for this connection with Nature and need it everyday of my life in SOME form. Thank you dear soul sister for reminding ME of this. I imagine you developing a passionate love affair with the land where you are, and it with you. Hugging you, Robin
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Bern ~ Walking in Stillness Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 2:19 pm
When one speaks of Nature, what do we really mean? When looked upon more closely, we notice Nature is comprised of rhythms and cycles or circles that are grand and ancient and have aged well like a perfect wine or good cheese.
If we look at our selves more closely, which also includes our culture and society, it too is comprised of circles, but of which are not so ancient. If these circles blend in well with our overall neighboring environment, we feel more at peace and have a greater sense of Love.
Therefore, if we merge with our friends circles or cycles and can see through their eyes and feel their heart beat, we have become a part of their own personal individual Nature and Character. So if we can really cycle through any circle, and sense it to its core essence, whether in the great outdoors…. or in the city, we have surely tapped into the Nature of Life at its best and purest form.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 3:51 pm
Dear sweet Bernie, This is such a beautiful and thought provoking post. It made me think/feel this. If we can can allow ourselves to be what we already are, which is Love, then we can radiate out into everything and BECOME everything without any resistance. We and all else, which is already us and us it, is LOVE, is everything. And whether we are able to do/feel this, we STILL are Love and still Loved.
Something I am learning to do the last few years is to BE the love I reconnected with in rainforest. BE the love I became there, everywhere. In other words be the love I returned to in the rainforest, which is found everywhere and in everything, BE that love everywhere I go, whether that is the city or a remote wilderness area. Just BE Love.
I am working on a post about seeing everything and every being I look upon as Robin. So even if they are someone or something that is painful to me, I see only a wounded part of Robin who is inviting me to love. So I look upon the being or thing—which I once might have rejected and said, “I don’t like that/them.”—and I now know that I would not reject or abandon myself, so I do not abandon what I once thought of as “other”. There is no other. That is an illusion. I may choose to not stay in the physical presence of an aspect of myself, but I no longer see it as separate from me or not having to do with me. In light of this I no longer abandon myself. Instead I try to love and forgive all aspects of myself, and say, “You are seen, safe and I love you. I love you.” This might seem extreme to some, and it is not always easy to embrace parts of myself that I want to believe have nothing to do with me, but that is an illusion. I am all things and all things are me. I find it a very moving and compassionate way of life. I am forced to be accountable for all aspects of myself. There is healing in that. I am a communal experience occasionally having an seemingly individual experience. Not the other way around. I like living this way. It moves me to tears Bernie.
Dearest Bernie you always stir me to great depths. You are a beautiful and very unique soul. Who you are and choose to be changes my life and helps me see myself more clearly. I am deeply grateful and blessed to be kindred with you. I hope one day we meet. We already have on so many many levels. Much love always, Robin
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Bern ~ Walking in Stillness Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 4:23 pm
I have often said to people that were walking a long distance hike, to those who have been transformed by the experience, to take what they have learned and to continue living it on the trail of life.
For instance, I know people who technically climb. Why would they climb such tough vertical ascents? It is so they can take care and have patience with each step along the path. They force themselves through facing fear to acknowledge the power of this Moment. Once fully learned, they can then take each step in society with the same care and love.
There was a woman once named Peace Pilgrim who became enlightened on the Appalachian Trail. She continued to walk the rest of her life wearing only a tunic that proclaimed Peace. She carried no food or no shelter…. she only carried faith that all would be provided. She spoke often at churches along the way and heard that someone was upset about her arrival. She went out to face this hardened individual to see why she caused such a stir in him, since it’s hardness must have originated within her. With her love to face her accuser, he melted and fell into a state of deep love in that Moment. She reconciled, as you speak of, a dislike into a likeness.
Robin, you are by far the greatest and loving spokes-person for Nature that I have ever met …. and yes we have come close to each other on so many levels. You are blessing to the Universe and to me, dearly.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 4:33 pm
I am crying Bernie. Such healing beautiful energy. I am about to jog/hike barefoot up a beloved mountain to watch the sunset, alone and yet far from lonely. And I am taking you and the energy you have given me here, with me up the mountain. What a singularly beautiful way to end my day. Thank you dear dear friend. I am loving you. Robin
David Says:
2 August 2010 at 2:25 pm.
I love this post and I love the photo of your feet. There is a string tied around your left foot. Can you say why is it there? The reason I ask is that there is something deeply personal about this photo. More so than many I see done by true photographers of women. I just want to sit here and look at it! And I am not particularly attracted to feet in general.
This is a beautiful photo. Thank you for sharing it.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 1:38 pm
Dearest David, For me there is something compassionate about the angle of my feet. I was actually photographing the water when my camera went off prematurely. So this photo was not posed, and in that sense IS deeply personal. I had hiked deep into the mountains and was alone by this little creek, feeling far from the world, and yet more connected to it than ever. It was taken about 5 years ago. And when I hauled it out for this post, it was like seeing something deeply personal in myself. It moved me too. Thank you SOOOO much for seeing that.
And the little “string” around my ankle is actually a piece of braided kangaroo hide that someone I once loved gave me many many years ago when I returned to the States for the last and final time. I wore it as I moved back into the world of man to help me remember my roots and my connection to all life. I wore in reverence, not only because a kangaroo died, but it reminded me of all my wild friends that I left in the forest, friends that had saved my life and taught me to be both more fully human and more vitally wild. It was to remind me that the simplest and most important things in life cannot be found in any store and do not take money to experience. At the time, I said I would wear the leather thong until I KNEW through and through that I could hold my own here in society, and never waver from the strong sense of self the forest had given me. The cord finally rotted off one day and I KNEW that I was ready to let it go. In many ways it was symbolically like the umbilical chord that connected me to my rainforest. And the day it fell off, I knew that my forest was with me no matter where I went, because I had become the forest, become Nature, and become Mother Earth, and could let go and hold my own, whether I was in a city or in nature. You are a dear David and I am deeply touched by your question. I’ve not shared this story with anyone but my husband. If I ever wear the thong again, it will just be for old time’s sake, like meeting an old friend. Just for sentimental reasons. Thank you for your sincerity and innocence. Hugging you my dear friend. Robin
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David Reply:
August 5th, 2010 at 10:38 am
I am deeply touched by your reply Robin and appreciative too. Everything is tied together if we can just see the connections. I have been writing about the rain that has revived the plants and trees and all life here lately and I can connect it with this beautiful photo too. It is not too difficult to do.
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The Exception Says:
2 August 2010 at 3:40 pm.
I have found that feeling in nature or on Friday with my daughter as we ate a dinner in Georgetown and then saw Mary Poppins – or when I am creating or reading or writing… time flies, I am lost and yet a part of me is found. I felt like that as I set foot in Europe again in June… time melted as I let go and enjoyed the experience.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 1:41 pm
Dearest Exception, These are just BEAUTIFUL example of losing one’s self only to be found. I LOVE them and have seen them over and over in your writing. Your writing is emotional and I sense that it is one of the places that you “lose” yourself, and are found. You writing does this to ME just reading it. And I’ve often wondered if you write like me, from a total “feeling” place as opposed to a more “thinking” place. You have that kind of passion about you, and in your expressions. It is what moved me about your spirit. Thank you dear friend. Sooooo good to see you here. Hugs, Robin .
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Mary Anne Says:
2 August 2010 at 5:26 pm.
My husband and I have 7 lovely hens, they are in a half acre of back yard. We sit against the house and they come and sit with us as we feed them dandelions and clover. They love to tuck themselves close to us and just chill. It’s a whole new world through the eyes of our chickens! And they will all eventually die of old age, not eaten-eexcept their wonderful eggs!
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 2:15 pm
Oh!! This just made me chuckle is and is SUCH a precious story, dear Mary Anne. I LOVE it!! I know exactly what you mean about chickens. Although, we don’t have them, I’ve been around them off and on over the years in friends yards, and to just sit and watch them scratch and cluck and “putter” about it mesmerizing. There is something very soothing, comforting and almost meditational about them. What I think is so dear about your story is that your chickens tuck themselves close to you. Isn’t that just adorable and endearing. Yes, who could put such trust and companionship into the stew pot?!!! LOL!! Not ME!! I am very honored that you took the time to stop in and share this. It is such a unique story. Bless you Mary Ann and thank you. Hugs, Robin
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Christopher Foster Says:
2 August 2010 at 5:59 pm.
Those feet look so happy Robin. They are happy because they are in the rushing water being refreshed and they are happy because they are loved and honored. You portray so clearly and movingly an attitude of love and reverence for our body and Nature that is surely one of our primary responsibilities on the planet.
Love and blessings to you Robin. PS I’ve nearly finished my first ebook, a short one, about the power of serenity (25 thoughts to help you live a happier and more peaceful life) — sometime I’d love it if you could find time to take a quick look at it…
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 2:57 pm
Dear Christopher, Those feet ARE happy, filled with the freedom of a kid running barefoot across the grass during the summers of my life. And yes, they are loved an honored because I let them feel the Earth and know that they are alive and connected to something much greater than my tennis shoes. I was very moved by this insight of yours: “You portray so clearly and movingly an attitude of love and reverence for our body and Nature that is surely one of our primary responsibilities on the planet.” because running barefoot on the trail as I do doesn’t tear up the trail and cause erosion, there is almost no impact. And running barefoot, I know what it feel like if something is sharp on my foot, so I then know how the tree roots, plants, ants and other little creatures feel is they are stepped on. So I tend to walk/run more gently, more aware and reverently. I no longer any just treading on some inanimate piece of rock, tree root or soulless ant, I am sharing the path with my friends, the ant, the root and the rock. Thank you for being soooooo wise as to see this and mention it my beautiful friend. You have helped me claim another part of myself today. Bless you and much love to you. Robin —–PS Let me know how I can see your book!! I think that is FABULOUS!!! What a great idea.
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paraluman Says:
2 August 2010 at 9:06 pm.
thank you so much for always sharing your beautiful spirit…you are a ray of sunshine to me who cannot be with nature like you do from where i am…its enough for me to feel it with you…
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 2:48 pm
Dearest Paraluman, I am touched by your words, as always they are heartfelt and sincere. It’s just who you are, which makes you SUCH a joy. I think it is a wonderful exchange if you can feel the wild through my own hike here, and I feel your deeply kind heart from your words here (and on Facebook). We each give something equally as beautiful to the other. I am grateful my sweet friend. Hugs, Robin
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Mike King Says:
2 August 2010 at 9:46 pm.
Great article Robin, fun to read more on this barefooting passion. I enjoyed some barefooting lately myself (not mountain trails yet, but trails…) Funny thing was, I bought some crocks for exploring some little lake/river islands on holidays last week and the only time I hurt my foot, I put a small super thin wood splinter right up through the crock and my foot!!! Its hurt only because of dirt (maybe some infection) for a couple days now but seems to be healing well. Obviously didn’t hit anything as it never limited my foot at all. Shoes on I get hurt, barefoot, no problem… Could be a fluke, could be something to this??? The cactis needle story reminded me of this as well.
Loved this… “I’m not perfect; I’m only alive. That is enough.” Alive is always enough, isn’t it?
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 3:12 pm
Dearest Mike, What a STORY!!! You are SO ALIVE and SUCH an adventurer!!!! I just love it! I know I shouldn’t have, but I laughed over your story. It is so ironic that you’ve been going barefoot and then decide to wear a pair of shoes and get a wood sliver right through them into your foot. It reminds me of how I have been hiking and jogging mountain trails barefoot for years and never stubbed my toe or cut myself or anything, and then I come home and stub my toe on the little tiny leg on the living room couch. LOL!!!
Something I do when I get home from a trail hike is scrub my feet with warm water and soap, then wipe them down with alcohol and then put a high quality lotion on them. It stops any tiny cuts from getting infected and the lotion stops my feet from cracking once the bottoms get really tough. I also carry antiseptic wipes with me. In my pack I carry thick socks and thin moccasins, or hiking sandals in case my feet get tired, or rather in case “I” get tired. I have learned if I am tired, that is when I am more likely to drag my feet and injure them. Shoes really do allow for a certain amount of “unconsciousness” or lack of worry as to where we put our feet. We can handle a lot more toe stubbing if we have on a hiking boot or even sneaker, HOWEVER, I also used to get sprained ankles wearing hiking boots and shoes because my feet couldn’t flex, bend and curve over and around rocks. The sole of most shoes is very stiff, with little give.
Also Mike, I LOVED that you picked up on this!! Thank you: “I’m not perfect; I’m only alive. That is enough.†Alive is always enough, isn’t it? —-YES it is, Mike!! That was my favorite part of this whole post!!! 
Thank you my dear kind and adventurous friend. You are quite remarkable. Hugs, Robin
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Keeper Says:
2 August 2010 at 11:03 pm.
Robin, I’m so old, I remember Matt Monro! And his song reminds me of you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4yCa1cL85M.
And Matt has one for your true love, that you may want to keep for V day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWIsilt1VzI&feature=related : )
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 3:18 pm
Dearest Walt, what an HONOR to see you here. I LOVE this song “Born Free”. I too remember it. We are of the same age. And you do me a GREAT honor to connect this song with me. I am grinning ear-to-ear and just hugging you for that, Walt. And of course, YOU too would relate to that song. Again, it is the maverick in us both that connects us to it. The second song I’d not heard for sometime and is also a beauty about Love. You are the most amazing wellspring of knowledge, wisdom and songs that I have ever seen. And I love that about you. If I were ever stranded in a raft at sea, I would want YOU in my raft. No one would “ever be bored with your aboard”!! LOL!!! Love and hugs to you dear Walt!! robin
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Brahm (alfred lives here) Says:
3 August 2010 at 6:03 am.
Wow, what a great post. Thanks for posting it!
I am so not a mornign person, my new husband is and I am working on it, especially by waking early and taking our dogs for long walks really early in the morning…
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 3rd, 2010 at 3:46 pm
Hi Dear Brahm, It’s funny because if you keep doing the early morning thing, even if you feel you aren’t really enjoying it, but you do it long enough, EVEN if you STILL feel you aren’t enjoying it, AND THEN you stop doing it, you will miss it. LOLOL!! It’s like it creeps in under you skin the whole time you think you aren’t enjoying it. I just love how that works. Thank you for your kind words and stopping in to share them. Here’s to many more early mornings!! Robin
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Robb Says:
3 August 2010 at 2:30 pm.
Kia ora Robin,
I have just returned from another 3 days in the mountains, which makes 6 of the last 8 I have been there marking the first 50 years of my life. The words you have written feel as if they have come from my own interactions with the wild and my own pen. I am always up before dawn when in the wilderness and anticipating the day ahead, the aura and the soul of the forest and mountains is always to me more alive in the dawn, and so my heart bursts with joy at being able to be part of it, to be absorbed by nature until I no longer exist as me but merely part of the whole. Then I am alive. Then I am found. Then I Listen to the Glad Tidings of the Wild. Oh my dear Wild Sister, you know all this but having just emerged from being wild myself I am bursting. Kia kaha!
Aroha,
Robb
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 12th, 2010 at 6:47 pm
Dearest Wild Brother, the joy I feel that you are once again able to be with your beloved mountains is so deep. I know well the inseparable connection you have to the wild. Once that connection is re-established a part of us remains forever wild. And yes, dawn is filled with promise and awakening. Robb, you could talk endlessly about your love affair with the wild and I would never be bored. It’s who you are. My heart is happy for you Wild Brother. Aroha…always, Rob
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Wilma Ham Says:
3 August 2010 at 5:16 pm.
Dearest Robin.
You do it again, THIS is living, THIS is US in purest form, THIS is being Love with every cell in our body. And of course we then connect with every cell of nature and its intelligence and Love.
I can only create those feelings when I am in nature, when I am sliding over the water at sea in my kayak, or when we hiked in the wilderness of Stewart Island.
I unfortunately cannot find it behind my computer or in the city, YET.
But imagine that we all lived like that where ever and when ever. THAT IS living, as you so beautifully word it. It is calling me forward to bring this in my daily life, it is my intent and thank you my beautiful nature child for expressing it in a way I can hear. Big hugs, Wilma
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 12th, 2010 at 7:02 pm
Oh my dear sweet Wilma, you DO understand. You KNOW!! Both you and John KNOW. And you are SO right about it BEING Love. Nature has a way of expanding us until we are so vast that the worries of our days pale in comparison. I have found that this is because when we are in the presence of Nature, and our eyes, heart and soul are open we become part of this vastness, we become what we ARE. And in that we feel infinitely safe because we are plugged into the “Whole”. We become infinite.
Dearest Wilma you have touched on something that I am exploring and learning to live in society, which is that doing my book, Naked in Eden, is much larger for me than simply doing a book. That is the smallest part of it, although often the most work, but the part that I see myself moving toward is that as I move into the world for while now, the thing that will sustain me is staying in this vast place of love. Letting go of all that I “think” I “should” be and simply allowing myself to BE, to be ME. And letting Nature speak through me, guide me and love me and all around me. No pretense, no performance, but as genuine as I am with and in Nature. Of course I will always be most drawn to her wild places, the water, woods, and mountains, that will NEVER change. I love you Wilma for seeing my core. You are like Nature, vast. Love, Robin
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Em Says:
3 August 2010 at 6:47 pm.
Hey, Roby–Such a beautiful, “takes me there” piece! loved it! Glad you headed to the mountain! lol, Em
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 9:24 am
Dearest Emmy!! Sooooooo cool to see you here! Of course YOU would relate to this dawn run up a mountain. It is the kind of thing you would do. I think I am going to take a break later today and go run up the same mountain, barefoot again. I may time it so I can watch the sunset this time. The days have been really hot here, brutal, thankfully it is dry heat, not like Maine. I love you dearly and miss you. Roby
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Sean M Kelly Says:
4 August 2010 at 6:31 am.
Hi Robin
Just came across your blog and read your article of early morning Spirit. It’s excellent! You must live somewhere very magical! It sounds wonderful.
And I totally agree that the early morning is such an important part of our day. Being still and listening and tuning into the infinite wisdom of the universe which of course is such a great guide.
Thanks for sharing your wisdom.
Carpe Diem!
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 9:35 am
Dear Sean, Welcome to Naked in Eden. You are a WONDERFUL addition to this page, one filled with openness, insight and vitality! It is very magical here in New Mexico, there is a sense of ancient wisdom and magic about the land itself. There is a mix of both high mountain forests/woodland with creeks, and there is also the quiet desert filled with morning birds, vast sunsets, wind and water worn rock, and coyote howls. I just LOVE your line: “Being still and listening and tuning into the infinite wisdom of the universe…” That is sooooo beautiful. I am moved that you know this experience. Thank YOU, Sean, for sharing YOUR wisdom. I am touched. Robin.
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Lance Says:
4 August 2010 at 9:49 am.
Robin,
This story so reminds me our the vacation we have just returned home from. Two very special moments on this beautiful trip, both in Maine. The first was a morning kayak trip I took, alone, out into the fog-covered lake we were staying at – as the sun was rising. Not another soul around, and within that fog I felt protected and safe…and at the same time so alive and one with the whole surrounding.
The other moment – at Acadia National Park – and climbing straight up the face of a rock cliff. I don’t recall a moment where I was was more IN the moment than that. This was challenging, this was scary, – and yet this was also so connecting to the beauty of our earth.
Robin – I feel very much the glow of your energy within this today – and with all you have shared. And it’s as if I’m with you – as you hike that trail. I sense the trail, the branches, your presence. And all of that is, even more, a connection to something greater…to what is…now…life.
Much love to you dear friend,
Lance
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 9:49 am
Dearest Lance, Wow!! You have been to MAINE!! My home state, where I first fell in love with Mother Earth, in the beautiful woods of Maine. Oh Lance we are sooooooooo kindred my dear sweet friend. I spent many dawns in Dad’s old canoe paddling silently through morning fog as it rose ghost-like from the water. I felt on those mornings that the whole world was MINE. As if I were passing right through God, itself. And yes, my dear dear friend, it was one of the times of my youth that I felt TOTALLY safe, soooo intimately loved, just me and God, completely enveloped in compassion, and utterly beautiful inside. I cried just reading your comment here. It brought back memories that run SO deep that they ARE me, Lance.
Your rock climb reminds me of a story in chapter 9 of my book, where I too climb a rock cliff. Mine too was scary and yet sooooooooo in the moment, and soooooo in love with Earth and all of life.
My word, Lance, I am crying reading your comment and responding to it. We both have a very similar connection to Earth and the world around us. I am very blessed that you found me through the internet…how many years ago?! I am even more blessed that the energy that IS you, touches and shapes my world. What a MIRACLE!!!
I am going to hike a mountain, barefoot of course) late today all the way to the top so I can sit and watch the sunset. I will think of you up there and send you my thoughts and love. Thank you so much for sharing both your magical morning in the fog, and your climb up the cliff.
They are precious experiences that I know well and cherish. Thank you so so much, Lance. Love, Robin.
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Julie Says:
4 August 2010 at 10:00 am.
Dear Robin,
You say it here: “My spirit soars and I know that today I have to do more than just look at the mountain. I have to be with it.” All outdoors calls to me this way, and I can’t fathom that others don’t feel this. If I could live outside, I would. I’m continually feeling the pull.
Truly, losing myself in the outdoors is effortless! Last evening, my husband and I rode the 4-wheeler to the river. Oh, such a heavenly oasis. I waded into the water, following the bank first one direction (past the huge toad leaping and croaking in the cattails) and then the opposite (wading through pools of tiny fish and soft moss/grass waving in the current). I bent over, nose to the water, to watch the winged bugs darting around underwater, watched the bubbles lifting from the tips of mossy tendrils to plop open when they reached the surface, and I studied the huge black carpenter bee as it drank nectar from a flower that was at the end of a stem that reached taller than my head. I watched the cormorant as it flew above the water just after lifting off, admiring its streamlined beauty. I drank in the sound of the water moving over the rapids and breathed in the scent of grasses in the sandy soil under the cottonwoods. This was heaven! …so much to absorb and delight in. In a couple weeks, we’ll return to sleep under the stars and cook breakfast on a campfire as dawn lights the sky. It will take forever for that day to arrive and it will pass oh so quickly.
Robin, how lucky we are to be able to enjoy ourselves in such a simple and wholesome way—really touching Nature!
Thank you for reminding everyone to find ways throughout our days to experience such soul-connecting fun. Even in the midst of the city, anyone can do this. All that’s needed is to sit on a park bench with shoes removed. The next step will follow naturally: the grass will invite movement. Bend over, look at the life among the grasses, and see the activity in flower beds and lift eyes to watch the community of life among the branches of trees. There’s a world, many worlds, right under our noses. They all bring us many blessings.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 10:11 am
Dearest Julie!!!! This is soooooo poetic! Just stunning. It reflects your profoundly intimate relationship with the world around you. You see every teeny tiny detail. You see into places and events that most walk right by and never in a lifetime know exist. You SEE! You really and truly SEE! You are at one with the world. There is no separation for you dear beautiful Earth-child. Your innocence and wonder are fully intact. We usually only see that in children. And even today it is becoming more lost in our children as we abandon them to a virtual reality of text messaging, cellphone, TV, computers, ipods and so forth. They still ARE Nature but with no exposure to it they forget who they are. I am so moved by your words here and your ability to see, and to WANT to see, the world around you. And in your seeing that of that world, that world sees YOU. And you and the world then communicate to each other, you become part of the great conversation, or the great communion of all life. How blessed you are, dear one.
Yes, there are many worlds right under our noses. Worlds within worlds. I cried reading your comment. Not only because it is stunningly beautiful, but because as I read it remembered a dream I had the other night. This will sound amazing, but I DREAMED about you and you were wading in a stream and looking all around, I particularly remember you being fascinated by the frogs. There was a bit more to it, but it was a very simple dream of you just being very happy. And then the dream ended. So when I read your comment here, I got goosebumps all over my arms. THAT is wild. And WE are connected. Very connected. And in dreaming/feeling your joy at that stream, I felt soooooooo happy, as if “I” was at that stream. Well, I guess I was, because I was watching you and taking great delight in feeling your joy.
Also thank you for sharing the ways that others who live in a city can experience “such soul-connecting fun”. Yes, just a lay on the grass, take a magnifying glass and look at all the little critters that most humans NEVER EVER see. If one does this, they will be seeing a facet of Life that almost no one sees. HOW AMAZING IS THAT?!!! I just love you. You are with me and I with you. Always, Rob
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Julie Reply:
August 17th, 2010 at 9:43 am
Robin, my responses were first amazement, and then “of course!” and then a feeling of being so very very cared for and beloved. Yes, Robin, we ARE connected, even in the unseen world! Your dream is absolutely on target with something going on in my life right now, and the symbolism you saw is symbolism I see and know so well. You can’t know how much I understand—on many levels—what this means. That you dreamed what you did is uncanny! …and, therefore, so absolutely believable. We truly are blessed, to be able to live in the worlds we do. And, yes, I used the plural deliberately. Thank you for being so open, receptive, unafraid, and so very trusting that you shared this beautiful message with me. I am loving you so very much…
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Jenn Says:
4 August 2010 at 1:48 pm.
Robin, it is so good to be here today and share this trip with you!
you are such an overflowing bubbling soul, and I can feel the luv and light and gratitude here.
It warms me so much, and feels refreshing!
Lately, I feel so much of the dark mixing with the light, and to experience this nakedness and yet fullness here it reminds me that life is okay after all.. and somehow it all works out in its own timing.
I love what you shared here:
Being aware is what sets me free and fills me with vitality. Being aware is my sustenance.
In my ecstasy I cannot tell where I end and Earth begins. I merge with the life around me, until I am lost to it. And I am found.
I honestly don’t know what lifts me to this passion .. new things lately.. I guess the idea of comfort poetry .. reinventing the past.. what was dark then. using the same form, but making it a tender spot for Light to shine through… or painting healing pictures from my creative inner child, and feeling the freedom to just come as I am, and it is beautiful. I am learning to find my own voice, I wish it came more quickly,.. some days my head is spinning..
thank you for the gift that you bring to your blogs, your messages and for being so Real.
luv you dearly, Robin!
hugs, Jenn
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 10:29 am
Dearest Jenn, I love you dearly too! You are very remarkable soul. What you see in me is what “I” see in YOU! It’s what I saw in your right from the start. When you say, “I honestly don’t know what lifts me to this passion…” My first thought is this: You LIVE this passion Jenn. It’s who you ARE. It is what draws me to you. It is all over your site and in every expression you make and all you do. It is in all your photos, it is what brings tears to my eyes every time I experience you.
I think you would love Julie’s blog (click on her name just above your comment) or here is her link: http://welcometojulieworld.blogspot.com/ You and she have similar energy. And I think she would love your blog. You both are kindred souls, highly sensitive beings, so open and filled with passion, light, love and amazing insight, as if you come from another world. Jenn that is how I see YOU. It’s who you ARE. I cannot go to your site without tears coming to my eyes. You have always been deeply kind to me, so open and heart based. I feel like ‘ve always known you, like I am looking at myself. I hope I get to meet you one day. It is an honor to connect with you, one that always leaves me feeling more real. I love you, Jenn and I see you. And what I see is astoundingly beautiful. Robin
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Julie Reply:
August 17th, 2010 at 10:47 am
Jenn, Robin…
Robin, you’re a matchmaker, and I’m so very glad!
Jenn, you are so incredibly beautiful. I see purity and innocence and wonder and such an inner glow stemming from the incredible joy you feel for Life. You are gentle and happy, so cleanly happy. Somehow I know your inner experience, and my eyes spill over with emotion too big for words. Thank you for visiting Random Meanderings; I’ve replied to your comment on Tag, This is Me. [Robin, that's in case you want to see your matchmaking at work. ]
Much love and gratitude to you, Jenn, for being so bravely you. …and, you, too, Robin, always. ~Julie
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vered Says:
5 August 2010 at 6:17 pm.
Robin, you are the most ALIVE person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. It’s VERY nice to meet you indeed!
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 10:47 am
Dear wonderfully alive Vered!! What a joy to see you here, “my going gray soul sister”!! LOL!! It is likewise SUCH a joy to meet you, and your kind words just uplift my heart and make me SMILE so much. I am very blessed to meet you; you are an inspiration for me!! Hugs, Robin
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Hilary Says:
6 August 2010 at 12:10 pm.
Hi Robin .. certainly your runs and walks through the lands is so wonderfully and evocatively expressed – I love your stories of your times at one with nature, as well as your wonderful photos .. your feet .. and the explanation of the kangaroo hide ..
To be free and not tied to explore, to experiment .. I’m on that road but only at the beginning ..
Love this – have a great weekend .. gosh you’re doing so much with the book etc .. happy days .. Hilary
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 12:37 pm
Dearest Hilary, It always touches me to see you here. You are one of the most sincere and strong willed people I’ve met. And yet, thrown in with your strength is one of the most generous hearts I’ve known. Thank you for your kind words, Hillary. It’s interesting that the story of the Kangaroo hide came out in this post. I’d never told that before. I guess I was ready to share it. Also, I loved this line because I think you have ALWAYS been on this road dear Hillary: “To be free and not tied, to explore, to experiment .. I’m on that road but only at the beginning…” I’ve always felt you have a great sense of adventure both in the world around you and the things that interest you. It’s why you are such a good teacher!! Love, Robin
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Nea | Self Improvement Saga Says:
6 August 2010 at 6:23 pm.
Dearest Robin. To answer your question, the last thing that lifted me to such passion that I forgot and then remembered myself was reading this article. I haven’t been giving myself permission to play and just enjoy life. I’ve been a bit of a worker bee lately. But I somehow felt free from it all for just a few moments as a part of me ran with you along the trail. Thanks for sharing your beautiful energy with me.
With love,
Nea
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 12:42 pm
Dear sweet Nea, What high praise you give me! Wow! I am very honored. I also so relate to being a worker bee lately. That has been my life, due to my book coming out. I think it’s what made me realize (like you) that I have to take a little time out of my days, through the week, and do things that refresh and renew my energy and spirit. It makes a huge difference. Otherwise I feel I am falling into a vacuum, which seems endless and pointless (even if I LOVE what I do, which I do). So thank you for also reminding ME. —I am move by your words, that something I wrote evoked such feelings in you. THAT is a great honor. Much love to your, beautiful soul. Robin
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Kit Says:
9 August 2010 at 7:43 pm.
Do you know, the thing most recently that made me remember myself was ridiculously simple. I was just driving, feeling the summer air, listening to crickets, admiring the oak trees and the streetlights with their humid halos. The key is that *I was alone*. Perception rushed in on me, eclipsed myself, to (re)reveal my Self. To remind me that the world (nay, the Universe) is magic, and I have only to See it to be a part of that magic. It was a very needed reminder.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 12:46 pm
Dear Kit, YEAH!!! Sooooo cool to see you here LOL! Oh Kit you are sooooo connected to this world. And you give it daily to your “little men”. They will go into the world with such a deep connection to the world around them. I LOVE your words: “Perception rushed in on me, eclipsed myself, to (re)reveal my Self. To remind me that the world (nay, the Universe) is magic, and I have only to See it to be a part of that magic.” Wow!! That is pure poetry. Isn’t it amazing how nature does this?!! And isn’t it amazing how CLOSE the “Universe” is to us. It’s there every single day. We only have to STOP and let it in. You are indeed wise my dear friend. So very good to experience you here again. You are beautiful eloquent with your words. Hugging you and all those dear “little men”. Love, Robin
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Patty - Why Not Start Now? Says:
9 August 2010 at 11:01 pm.
Oh my. Robin, reading your story tonight was like a little dose of bliss dropped in my lap. The photos, the words, the quotes, all merged together in such a lovely way. I’m such a big fan of Thomas Hardy too. Made me want to read him all over again. And of course, get myself out on a mountain trail.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 12:50 pm
Dearest Patty, Thank you so much for your kind words. Love: “…a little dose of bliss…” Yes, that’s what it was for me too, Patty. Amazing how it doesn’t take much to “right” my world. Yes, the Thomas Hardy is just pure poetic passion. I thought that passage incredibly “sweet”. Thank you for taking the time to stop in, Patty. It’s always good to see you. Hugging you, Robin
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Liara Covert Says:
9 August 2010 at 11:03 pm.
This post invites visitors to use events or experiences that defy reason to break through the barriers of reason. A sense of divine grace is bursting within the essence of every being.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 12:56 pm
Dearest Liara, What a treat to see you here!! I LOVE LOVE LOVE this comment. It is beautiful! I thrill at using “events or experiences that defy reason” to shatter out “known” world, to help us break from our carapace into the infinite world beyond that is filled with All Things, All Experiences. A place where we become who we are….Everything and Nothing. I know you understand my simple language.
I also teared up over this line: “…divine grace is bursting within the essence of every being.” Ooooh Liara, that is such sweet beauty. Just reading it makes me fall into Love. Bless you dear soul, you shine. Much love, Robin.
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Chris Edgar Says:
10 August 2010 at 6:07 pm.
Hi Robin — yes, on the cactus spines, I know that getting stuck with something or bumping into something, for me, is a wonderful reminder of my humanity and can literally and figuratively puncture any inflated idea of myself that I might happen to be running around with in that moment.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 1:01 pm
Dear Chris, I just LOVE your highly “YOU”, highly unique insights. I laughed over your comment, because, yes, it was such an endearing moment for me to see those spine in my toe and then see myself so clearly, and simply. Without judgment, just with compassion, forgiveness, and love. I also saw my own “oddity”, my own goofiness and humanity. Something about that was so very moving Thank you for picking up on that and understanding it. That touches me. Huge hugs to you, Chris. Robin
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Lynda Lehmann Says:
11 August 2010 at 9:13 am.
Wonderful, wonderful, passionate and poignant post! I loved reading it, and this could be ME– except for the bare feet…. Sadly, I am too cautious to run barefooted in the forest. Were it not for all-too familiar bits of litter, I too would love that freedom. Ah, for the sound of my footfall on the padded, pungent earth (barefoot or not…)
Run on, my wild friend, and rejoice in your Being-ness that inspires us all to be more fully who we are. I SO relate to your account, and have many times stayed awake to watch the night or wakened early to become part of the sunrise.
We’ll have to talk again soon…
Love,
Lynda
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 1:17 pm
Dearest Lynda, Ooooh I cannot get over your comment. Like Julie’s above, I dreamed about you. That is so wild! Two in a row. It is so amazing these sou connections. Everyday, it becomes harder and harder to tell the waking dream from the sleeping dream. I dreamed a couple of night ago that we were talking on the phone, and we were taking about our deep love of being in the woods. Maybe because I was resetting up my Skype, and I added you again on my new computer.
Your whole comment brought tears to my eyes because it holds that strong sense of familiarity to it. As if I was reading myself. I wanted to hug you and just tell you, I love you. I KNOW you understand so well. You are truly a child of the woods, a Wild Sister. So sensitive and totally part of (and not apart from) the world in which you live. Also your writing is beautiful. I love this line; it’s part of what brought tears to my eyes: “…(I) have many times stayed awake to watch the night or wakened early to become part of the sunrise.” See this is what I mean “part of”. YES!! That REALLY is what it’s about. We hunger to become IT. And we do. We are. I love and thank you for all your encouragement for me being ME. I am deeply grateful that you see, understand and know. I am so blessed to have you in my life. Much love, Robin
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Sandra Lee Says:
12 August 2010 at 3:49 pm.
Robin, your words tumble forth so beautifully. I love to sit here on lava rock and gaze out into the ocean!
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 3:11 pm
Dear Sandra Lee, Just in these two lines you have told me so much about yourself and it is so beautiful. I love the “tumble forth”. You certainly picked up on how I felt when I wrote this. It was all free-flow writing and made me feel just as “high” writing it as doing it. I also adore that you sit by the ocean. Next time you sit, would you think of me because I miss the sea so much. I think I might have told you that I am in New Mexico. Sunny, vast, ancient, but very dry. Hugs and deep gratitude to you for your beautiful generous heart. Your replies to people on your blog are just precious. You are soooooo compassionate. You are a love. Huge hug to you, Robin
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Liara Covert Says:
12 August 2010 at 5:33 pm.
Physical existence offers infinite opportunities to awaken to the miracle one is.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 13th, 2010 at 3:18 pm
Oh dear Liara, yet another BEAUTIFUL insight from you!! I LOVE this one too. Isn’t that the truth, that this physical existence lets us explore so many varied and astounding experiences that can awaken us, enrich us, deepen our souls, raise up our spirits, and make us even more part of the vast Universe of Love. For me to be part of it all it’s mystery is an unparalleled gift. Have just LOVED feeling your energy here today. Thank you dear soul. Love, Robin
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Lynda Lehmann Says:
13 August 2010 at 7:11 pm.
Robin,
Now it is I who sit with tears in my eyes! Validated by the recognition of something that runs deep in people like us, so that some of the isolation goes out of it: that is, not buying into the mainstream perceptions of what’s important. Reading over the comments on your blog, I wonder how it is that people “like us” don’t find more ways to give voice to our joy and perception. Of course, that is what you will be doing with your book–and what you do on a regular basis with your blog, and I with my blog and art.
As time goes by and nature tightens her grip on my consciousness, I become reverent almost to the point of wanting to be voice-less. A strange irony….
But my tiny life is so greatly put into perspective by taking in nature, just merging my consciousness with all the marvelous forms of Being out there….that I am both humbled and stilled.
After “knowing” you for several years through our blogging, I think I must take you nearly everywhere I go that is brimming with life and beauty, as YOU are.
Thank you for your wonderful exuberance, your steadfast sharing and affirmations to your friends and blog visitors.
I know you will have great success with all your endeavors and continue to walk the road less traveled, in the name of wisdom and self-knowledge. You are a true facilitator, as well.
There is so much I could say to you, so much we can share, yet all of it is already implicit in the intuitions and communiques that run between us. I am deeply grateful to have “met” you, as well, and hold you in a high place in my heart.
We will talk again soon…. And of course I will read and review your book; how could I not be drawn to it and let myself be lit up by your energy?
Much love to you,
Lynda
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Julie Reply:
August 14th, 2010 at 10:28 am
Lynda, you have voiced what I’ve not been able to put to words: “I become reverent almost to the point of wanting to be voice-less.” Yes. Just… Yes. ~ Julie
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 14th, 2010 at 11:23 am
Dearest Julie and Lynda, I am moved to tears. Julie, I am sooooo glad you commented on Lynda’s words. OH YES! I know you understand them so well, and have expressed it so intimately in your own writing.
I cannot tell you how seen I feel right now. “Being wordless” is why blogging has been so hard for me, I have traveled so far into this world and others that I have no words, the beauty of life literally leaves me speechless. There are none that can convey what I feel. So dear sweet Julie, I cry knowing that you understand. I love you so much. Thank you for being YOU. Just thank you from my deepest heart.
And oh Dear Lynda, thank you for giving Julie and me such beauty. I cried when I read this (and I know Julie understands it so well) You wrote:
“There is so much I could say to you, so much we can share, yet all of it is already implicit in the intuitions and communiques that run between us.”
Oh my god, that is beautiful. That is a whole heart stirring poem. That is TRUTH. Thank you for SEEING and KNOWING this. You are right. And all you feel is true. Thank you for letting your soul connect to mine. Love, Robin
Thank you both, Julie and Lynda.
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Tess The Bold Life Says:
14 August 2010 at 8:58 am.
I’m not perfect; I’m only alive. That is enough. Robin this says it all for me! xo Tess
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Lynda Lehmann Says:
14 August 2010 at 11:51 am.
Dear Robin and Julie,
Now it is I who again, sit speechless, with tears of gratitude in my eyes for the presence of both of you! I don’t need to say anything more, right now.
My love to both of you.
Lynda
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Stacey Says:
14 August 2010 at 9:07 pm.
Now that I have fully enjoyed just resting, simply being in the quiet space of being back home, I am feeling drawn to going outdoors again and fully embracing nature once again. Your beautiful (as always!) post has stirred that feeling even more! What a graceful inspiration you are!
I have found myself waiting to respond to this post, waiting for the right response, and I finally realized that I was trying to force some profound (so I thought) comment. And I remembered, just absorbing your wonderful energy IS the profound comment, I need not write anything, because you know I am here with you, hugging soul to soul, saying “Yes! Everything you experienced is it! That IS life! That IS nature! That IS you! That IS!”
As always you touch me deeper than words could ever express, and I feel that I am perhaps more connected to you than just about anyone else in my life, simply through feeling, not having to say a single word!
The one thing I do want to say is that I truely admire that you so often travel through nature barefoot. What an amazing connection to share. I would love to get to that point, and with that intention I will make the effort to go out on a trail this week barefoot!
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Shankar Vaitheswar. Says:
2 September 2011 at 4:58 am.
Dearest Robin!
I just would like to repeat your expression, here : “I am working on a post about seeing everything and every being I look upon as Robin. So even if they are someone or something that is painful to me, I see only a wounded part of Robin who is inviting me to love. So I look upon the being or thing—which I once might have rejected and said, “I don’t like that/them.”—and I now know that I would not reject or abandon myself, so I do not abandon what I once thought of as “other”. There is no other. That is an illusion. I may choose to not stay in the physical presence of an aspect of myself, but I no longer see it as separate from me or not having to do with me. In light of this I no longer abandon myself. Instead I try to love and forgive all aspects of myself, and say, “You are seen, safe and I love you. I love you.” This might seem extreme to some, and it is not always easy to embrace parts of myself that I want to believe have nothing to do with me, but that is an illusion. I am all things and all things are me. I find it a very moving and compassionate way of life. I am forced to be accountable for all aspects of myself. There is healing in that. I am a communal experience occasionally having an seemingly individual experience. Not the other way around. I like living this way”.
You know there is NOTHING which can be added to this. Pure wisdom, pure love, pure thoughtfulness, pure humility and divine. I never can thank you enough for this wisdom. You have already reached up to a stage where your feelings are now automatically getting converted in to MESSAGES, that can transform lives. You look as if you are kneeling before God by introducing us to nature and you have EARNED the strength to stand before ANYONE in this world. I could only salute you.
I love you Robin. A few months back, I forced you to object my frequent posts in your wall, I hope you could recollect the episode and with all of your love you asked me to reduce the frequency of posting. I ALWAYS MISSED YOU. Thanks Robin for allowing me to dwell around you. I really recharge myself in those moments I share with you.
May God bless you.
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Robin Easton Reply:
August 2nd, 2010 at 4:35 pm
Dear Jonathan, I chuckled over this one because I too have had this same experience!!
I am working on about 6 photo-books of my digital nature photography, and I use a program on my husband’s Mac computer that I think is called iPhoto or iBook or something, and it allows one to create/layout the books with your photos. And I have 1000s and 1000s of dig photos from over the last 5 years. Many I hadn’t looked at in a couple of years. And as I hauled them out. waded through them, and tried different combination for the books, I lost ALL track of time, place and EVERYTHING. I looked up at one point and saw my husband sitting in the living room and said, “What day is it? What am I ‘supposed” to be doing?” LOL! 
He just shook his head and laughed. So yes!! ‘What a buzz!” I was entranced by not only how many good photos I took, but by the beauty of Nature that had caught my eye, AND then arranging them by color, style, themes and so on. The possibilities were endless!! LOL!! Aaah, a kindred “art” geek! 
Hugs, Robin
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