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To the Land

To the Land

I go to the woods because it’s my home.
I go to the woods because in the woods I feel alive, because in the woods I am home.
Home allows my heart to open wide and in this opening the living earth comes rushing into my heart. Earth heart, one heart, my heart.
Love of place, of planet.
Love grows from this connection and in this love I find myself, my best self. The earth care taker is born in me, my path is clear.
Now I live it. I have to, or nothing happens. Nothing.

Tim
Dec. 2016

I Live Here

Headwaters Land

I live here where the water runs clear and I can drink from the earth with no vessel between it and my lips.
I live here with the pack, and I am watched over.
I live here where I help grow and raise what I eat, where I physically participate in living my life.
I live here with the honey bees, and sacred gardens and the towering trees.
I live here where smell is welcomed and nothing is avoided through a mask.
I live here where the blue sky is really blue, and green has far more shades than I can count.

Go to the Woods, by Tim Corcoran

Old Growth Forest, Santa Cruz, California

Go to the woods
Sit by a tree.
Climb the tree.
See the land as the tree see's it ...

Go to the Woods, Tim Corcoran

Redwood Forest, Santa Cruz

Go to the woods.

Sit by a tree.
Climb the tree.
See the land as the tree sees it.
Become the tree.

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