Today we chose a dwarf cherry tree to come home with us.
Witnessing love as an action could be the way to describe the awareness and delicious intensity of the nursery guy who took care of our purchase.
His interaction with the tree was energy, space and consciousness, personified in every moment. He got out his secateurs and carefully pruned off branches that were necessary for the budding of new life for the tree, he explained how to care for our new addition, all the while he was caressing, nurturing and nourishing the very core of this little tree with his very being.
It was pleasurable to watch this guy lay the foundation for a beautiful life for this tree.
I was captivated.
Imagine loving as an action… rather than I love.
I wonder how much more freedom that would create?