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"She seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if she had surprised a butterfly in the Winter woods"
(edith wharton)


Wednesday, 26 September 2007

come on a little bush walk ..not far from my home

Take only memories,
leave nothing but footprints
Chief Seattle

yesterday, I went for a walk.. to a place that I have never been to before... not far from my home. Leura Cascades . . I drove up to Leura, with water, a pen.. the little notebook that Lydia sent me and my camera all tucked into my bag... ready to spend some time with Mother Nature... wanting to be with my SELF.. wanting to get to know my SELF



it amazed me that this is so close and I haven't been here before. ... I went for a 40 minute walk along the man-made tracks and just absorbed the peace, of being one with nature.


down I went into the gully.. across bridges and sometimes just pausing to feel the nature spirits who were around me.

this land that I live in is Ancient, full of wisdom, a wisdom that I wish I could tap into. I want to be part of this ancient spirituality that I feel here

this canyon above, is older than the Grand Canyon in America. Below is a faery water-fall. I sat and watched this for quite awhile. I closed my eyes and felt a magick fall over me.. like I was transported to another place, another time. The water nymphs welcomed me as a friend. I was wondering why, we don't have sacred wells here in Australia and then I realized that this water, tumbling down from subterranean streams, is sacred water, blessed by Mother Gaia herself. It holds ancient wisdom and healing properties. I found a little spring where I can collect some water next time I visit.


I noticed tiny flowers, struggling to get a foot hold on the side of cliffs, but still they bloomed...

and then I spied a new friend.. the tree. I don't know what it was, but this tree attracted me, it spoke to me.. I walked around it a few times... the spirit was old and wise.
can you see the spirit of the tree? the wisdom, the knowing, the ancient spirit.....


Living within a National Park is wonderful, I actually realized yesterday, that I am blessed living in such a gorgeous area... however, the Blue Mountains is a tourist attraction and every day, we have bus loads of tourists coming to see our natural wonders. I understand that people have a desire to see this beautiful part of the world, but why can't they respect it.
Why throw rubbish on the ground and trample native plants that are growing off the beaten path or tuck tissues into the crevice of the trees, or chewing gum wrappers into the water... and why, oh why, drop cigarette butts? And why on earth would anyone want their damn mobile phone while walking in this sacred spot? I just don't get it, at all.
I have been called a tree-hugger before and I am not apologizing one bit for it... yesterday as I sat under the waterfall.. I noted in my journal: I don't like tourists much; I hate modern noise and I hate smokers who drop butts in the bush.

Full Moon coming up tomorrow so time to put those crystals out to bathe in the moon-light and a time to release all your past fears, worries and pain...

the winner of the Spring Equinox gift-away is Kim from Midwest Musings.. there are a couple of crystals bathing in the southern hemisphere full moon and once they are charged, they will be tucked into the little gift and sent off with my birdies... to those of you who missed out... just keep visiting as I have little gift-aways quite often!

*~* I hope your day is filled with butterflies, magick, colour & fripperies! ~*~

16 comments:

A bird in the hand said...

I can see why you were drawn to the tree. It is so ancient -- who knows what it has witnessed?

I dislike tourists who litter too. Anyone who throws cigarette butts into the bush should be severly, but severly, fined. That's what starts fires.

A beautiful little tour. Thanks for taking me with you! ` xoxo

A bird in the hand said...

Duh! that should be "severely" - I can't let typos go by; I earn part of my living correcting them!!

kim said...

The knot in the tree looks like a little koala bear! beautiful area!

amelia said...

You really live in a very blessed place...

Gillian @ Indigo Blue said...

Oh Robyn! That place is glorious. I would love to walk that trail with you taking photos and listening to the nature sounds. Awesome!!!
I despise cigarette butts on the ground too. I pick them up each day out front of the spa, we are beside a coffee shop and the patrons aren't allowed to smoke in there...so they go out and then chuck their butts on my front property!
The laws of tenfold apply to them, I wonder how messy their houses are....?
xo
Blue
Enjoy! Your country is gorgeous thanks for sharing it with us.

Peggy said...

Aren't you the lucky one to have such a wonderful place to walk and commune with nature!

Bimbimbie said...

.... speaking my language Robyn .... why are tourists so noisy too?

Congrats to Kim too *!*

Leanne said...

Oh robyn, those photos take me back to my childhood, when we would go for walks in the blue mountains too. It was a beautiful place to live, and I am glad I had some years there. I too have been called a tree hugger and I decided to take it as a compliment rather than an insult. theres something special about switching off the modern world and connecting to trees or natural places, and I get so much out of it.

agree wholeheartedly about tourists and litter- grr!

Leanne x

Connie said...

Wanted to come by and see how you were doing...Miss you. Thanks for sharing your beautiful walk.

Sending you hugs,
Connie

Laura Stamps said...

Absolutely wonderful...!! I grew up in the Appalachian Mountains here in the USA, and part of it is called the Blue Ridge, which reminds me very much of your Blue Mountains.

Thanks for blessing me with your photos! Those of us who are lucky enough to grow up in the mountains know they get in your blood, and if you leave you never feel complete until you come back to them. That is how your lovely photos blessed me just now. They were my trip back today! Much love to you and many faery xoxox!

Naturegirl said...

Robyn I was carried over for this walk with you on the wings of a butterfly as I am still healing..I see and feel the spirit of the tree..I know the feeling when you are one with nature and she calls out to you..~please tell them...tell them to STOP LEAVING THEIR RUBBISH BEHIND to respect this sacred place..~ I always feel saddened that man cannot have the same respect for nature as the animal kingdom..Thank you for this walk it was a healing experience walking with you having you point out to me special treasures in these woods! hugs NG

Carmen said...

Yes! You are blessed!
I want to see Australia one day.

Ruth said...

Thank you - I loved this little tour around your native land. I would love to go on that walk with you - it looks very magical. What sort of tree is the Spirit tree? If you want to know more about native magic why not do a soul calling to find an Aboriginal friend? Just light a candle of a suitable colour and leave it on your windowsill at dusk. Send the message out that you want to meet a new friend. Then wait! I met my friend Gill this way.

Pixie said...

what a wonderful spot, and such peaceful words to take me there.I felt an affinity with it, even though I am such a long way from OZ. I live in a national park to and do so agree with you about the endless thoughless tourists who trash the very places they've come to see.
Peace and serenity to you my dear.
pxx

Tracy said...

Robyn, the area you live in is so gorgeous! Thank you for sharing the beautiful pictures.

I live in a tourist area, too and can so relate!

zUzU said...

=^..^= Robyn

We must be sisters of separation.
I am so touched by this post.

I have often written simular words about tourists (our university students), litter tossed onto the ground, smokers with no thought, and cell phones. Oh how I detest cell phones!

I too live in a place that many visit and have what seems to be, no respect for it's rareness ::sigh:: I live in a town known as "the city of trees" a city built inside of a huge park once cared for by native americans. It is indeed a treasure.

Called, Bidwell Park ... it is the place where both of the Robin Hood movies were actually filmed. We are the "real" Sherwood Forest! ::giggle::

Sadly, we also host a rather large University and it seems the students have most often little respect for the park. A park of magical happening and beauty.

Someday we must talk of our journals. I am not going to be suprised at all should we discover a secret between them ... Of faeries in the wood and gardens. I might be wrong, but ...

Lovely, wonderful post. Fabulous tree!
Wish I were there to visit your tree and sit near to the waterfall.

How lucky you are, Miss Robyn! So glad you are one that understands.
=^..^= love, zU