Be the Oak Tree

We have chosen to come into this physical realm for a reason.  We have a mission and a purpose in life.  It would be a disservice to yourself and the rest of the world to let your life go by without figuring out why we are here, what we are supposed to do and what the lesson is in this lifetime. 

I see us as an oak tree.  We are born with a seed of innate knowledge, age old wisdom and strength that could move mountains.  Not move mountains in the physical sense, but through love, compassion, strength and understanding.  

Just like the oak tree, you are strong, powerful and mighty.  The oak is considered a cosmic storehouse of wisdom embodied within its towering strength.  It is one of the most loved trees in the world.  It is a symbol of strength, moral, resistance and knowledge.  It can live 1000 years and produce acorns pretty much all of its life.

Once we are planted here on earth, we must be like the oak tree.  We must water the seed inside of us each day though meditation, prayer and mindfulness.  You see, an oak tree won’t develop strong roots in dry soil.  We cannot develop and grow without watering our seed.  We must also keep the weeds away such as the energy vampires that drain our energy.  At times, you may find that these are people that you love such as family and friends.  

As the healthy oak matures, it doesn’t require supplemental feeding or fertilization.  As you mature, you won’t seek outside fuel such as recognition, or even material things to feel important.  Your personal power and unrelenting strength will be the message to the world that you are whole, complete , relentless and ready to serve for the greater good.

If you haven’t begun on your spiritual journey yet, I encourage you to do so.  The world needs you.  

Be like the oak!  Water your seed, personally grow and develop, offer refuge to others in need, share your wisdom, be a moral pillar to your community, disburse your innate knowledge and never let anything or anyone tell you who you can or cannot be.  Your life, your choice!

This is one of my favorite poems.  I know you’ll love it too.

The Oak Tree

by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr

A mighty wind blew night and day
It stole the oak tree's leaves away
Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark
Until the oak was tired and stark

But still the oak tree held its ground
While other trees fell all around
The weary wind gave up and spoke.
How can you still be standing Oak?

The oak tree said, I know that you
Can break each branch of mine in two
Carry every leaf away
Shake my limbs, and make me sway

But I have roots stretched in the earth
Growing stronger since my birth
You'll never touch them, for you see
They are the deepest part of me

Until today, I wasn't sure
Of just how much I could endure
But now I've found, with thanks to you
I'm stronger than I ever knew