The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter 287

<p>Taking note of the white pine in the forest. &nbsp;Its long needles a shade of yellow. &nbsp;I remember planting the pine as a seedling. &nbsp;Now it's trunk is well rounded with age. &nbsp;I love walking through areas where the white pine has blanketed the forest floor with its needles. &nbsp;It's a stroll through rebirth. &nbsp;So many don't see that as an answer to current struggles. &nbsp;The daily goals should find strength in understanding the journey of relinquishing and rebirthing. &nbsp;Over the past two years we've been flattened by the pandemic. &nbsp;If we were the white pine our needles wouldn't be of many because we've pushed ourselves away from the greater story. &nbsp;When we want nothing to do with something we push it away. &nbsp;Out of sight of mind. &nbsp;But the pandemic remains. &nbsp;BA.2 is the newest shutting down nations. &nbsp;Find your inner leadership and start facing the storms. &nbsp;To relinquish your needles doesn't mean the end. &nbsp;Feed your roots so that next season you'll have amazing needles ready for the awaiting soil. &nbsp;You've got to stop pushing away and start learning from. &nbsp;Your answers are around you. &nbsp;Look for them in nature. &nbsp;</p> --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/arroe-collins/message