The Lyrics From Ernie's Forest Chapter 427 The Mood And Mindset Of A Forest

A man once said to me that his generation used to rely on the physical use of awareness to be able to predict weather and other unstablizing conditions.  It taught me how to listen to a forest.  Tree's collect an ample amount of friends but are you choosing to take note?  

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Speaker 1 (00:00):
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little boy boy, Ernie is a Blue Crown conyer. For

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over thirty two years, he and I have overlooked this
forest right here in South Charlotte, North Carolina. I mean,
every day Ernie and I sit inside our beautiful homes,
looking at the trees, the nearby lake, and every bit
of the wildlife strolling so peacefully on mother Earth below.
Ernie and I share the same vision. It's this forest.

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We both look into the trees and study the earth below.
I mean, there is something very spiritual going on here.
The lyrics to Ernie's Forest. We both receive a lot
of amazing energy, and I put all my trust and
skills as a student into what he is willing to
share with me. These aren't my words, these are the
lyrics from Ernie's Forest, Chapter number four hundred twenty seven,

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May eighteenth, two thy twenty four. You can't ever predict
the mood and mindset of a living forest, but that
doesn't stop my eyes from constantly watching the covered floor
and the bright green umbrella above. They are signs. There's
always some sort of sign that sends out a message
of distress or just plain old happiness. Also unpredictable are

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the spring and summer southern storms. We have living trees
in this forest holding up a fellow companion while its
roots were rearranged beneath the long, tall grass. I never
see jealousy in this forest. I do see a race
to gather the most sunlight, but no tree is vowing
to take over like a warlord or king, which is

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probably why I spend so much time just listening to
the forest. If a forest wasn't inviting the animals, they
wouldn't go from the bright red cardinals to the timid
rabbits and the turtles, to the redtail hawks, the owls,
the ants, and even the deer. If this forest was ill,

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I'd look to those who are living to study their
actions and reactions and lack of potential. No love, It's
all about having that relationship, and I think that's the
subject today, having that relationship, not with another human being,
but with nature, but with everything that is moving on

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around us. We all think that we are the dominant
figure when it comes to the power and energy of
this gigantic blue marble inside this universe. What in fact,
we're just a piece of it. But learning how to
study and give yourself permission to be a listener and
not necessarily a communicator or a commander in control. Being

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that listener allows you to step into a process where
you can say, oh, wait a second, it is going
to be a beautiful weekend, because even though the weather
man is saying this, I see something differently playing inside
this collection of trees. It can be in a city park,
it can be maul trees. You walk inside, you can

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tell by those trees if they're happy or not. And
to me, in reality, a mal tree that's no different
than a zoo. You have trapped the wildlife. Set them free. Huh.
But it's learning how to listen to all the living
things inside your surroundings. Do it? Document it. Who says

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you can't keep a written journal, I prefer that you do.
But who am I except for a poet who decided
in July of nineteen ninety four that maybe it was
time to start saving things and to put them down,
not for me, but for a dear future reader. I'm Ryl.
These are not my words. These are the lyrics from

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Ernie's Four Forest