The Lyrics From Ernie's Forest Chapter 411 The Presentation Of Naked Trees

The leaves have fallen. I hear human voices coming from all paths. I never want to assume you're talking to me. The art of tuning out voices has become my strength especially when it comes to tuning out my voice. What I love is listening to a tree speak. To know what they've tucked away inside their rings. Trees speak with all living things above and below the ground.

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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Ernie is my Blue Crown conyer. For over thirty years,
he's overlooked this forest in South Charlotte, North Carolina. I mean,
every day Ernie sits in his beautiful home, overlooking the trees,
the nearby lake, and every bit of the wildlife. Strolling
through such an amazing, peace filled land. Ernie and I
share the same visions the forest. We both look into

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the trees and study the earth below. I mean, there's
something absolutely spiritual going on here. The lyrics to Ernie's Forest,
we both receive an amazing amount of energy. I put
all of my trust and skills as a student and
as a leader into everything that he is willing to share.
These aren't my words, These are the lyrics from Ernie's Forest,

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chapter number four hundred eleven January thirtieth, twenty twenty four
McDowell Nature Preserve. All the leaves have fallen. The forest
is so naked. You can see people walking several paths away.
Voices coming from all directions, which ones are meant for me? Sadly,
I've learned the fine art of tuning out voices, including

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my own. I always tell people to say my name
first to get my attention. I don't want to be
that person that assumes you're talking to me, when in reality,
you're actually talking to the person behind me. A forest
knows how to hold on to its deepest secrets. All
may be on the ground, but we don't know the
true story circling inside the rings of a tree. I

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would love to one day walk a mile in its shoes,
to feel the wind move my giant trunk, and outreach
to speak with all living things beneath the soil. It's
a world few speak of, because how does it truly feel?
I mean, the human need up here. It's all about
whatever we can get our hands on as quickly as
we can do it. But to be in a forest

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so large it remains unbelievably loud, So many trees want
to be listened to. I've been coming to this forest
for thirty nine years. I would love to one day
say I talk to every one of these trees. I Marrol.
These are not my words. These are the lyrics from

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Ernie's Forest