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What does not bend, breaks

Now that we’ve set a departure date, I’ve been reflecting a lot on how much living in this wild place, often alone, has changed me. In particular, and inspired by a grove of bamboo that I’ve only just learned to love, how much stronger I’ve become.

Backwoods living has tested my strength physically and emotionally and I’ve discovered a depth of resourcefulness I never knew I had.

I am proud of my strong arms and that I’m no longer afraid when I hear wild dogs howling at the moon or when I wake up to the smell of bushfires in the forest at night.

What’s absent now though is the stubborn, white knuckled and rigid view of strength I came here with.

A softer more intelligent strength has taken its place. A strength that is not afraid of bowing humbly before adversity knowing just like the bamboo, it will bend and not break.

I lost a lot of metaphorical stems along the way though before I realised my un natural view of strength no longer served me. Unlike me, this unwelcome ‘tuft’ of bamboo has weathered every storm and has never lost a stem other than to natural causes.

Now though, like the bamboo, I’ve noticed a flexibility and an elegance to the way I stand my ground too. In harmony and in integrity with the nature that I am.

And just like this honourable bamboo has watched over me and my family, warding off unwelcome spiritual guests, I too am resolute, a custodian of the land I stand on. No longer afraid of being brought to my knees, because I trust that my deep roots, my connection to all that is, will hold me. 

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  1. maxine cooke says

    Beautiful expression of the power of nature in pure form….am really enjoying these most touching pieces that passed me by in our busy farm life in 2017…seems so long ago. love mum xxxxxoooooo

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