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year of becoming... continued.


At the beginning of this year, I asked my SA readers as i asked myself, how was I going to become more of myself this year? I called 2013 my "year of becoming". I was going to face my fears head on and do the things I've been wanting to do. I will update everyone on my progress soon, but today, I want to share the response of one of my favorite known readers, Chiquita Adams. She writes...


"In order to become this year, I'm gonna think of myself as a tree--a growing, producing tree... It may sound weird, but when a tree is planted, it has to first be rooted, firmly rooted; otherwise, it cannot grow..knowing first what a sturdy foundation is is so key..I must then allow the positive things in..allow them to water and feed and strengthen me..lastly, once a tree has reached the point where it can begin to produce, it is beginning to serve its purpose... I will, therefore, daily thrive to be as a growing tree."

I absolutely love the imagery Chiquita provided in her response. From seed to sapling, to full grown tree, trees provide the most beautiful example of growth. Their presence alone beacons us to stillness and the inner knowledge we all possess to better our lives.

Let us all aim to grow up and out and full like the lushest of trees. And as always, we will love to hear from you at SA. Please feel free to E-mail us at spiritualanthropology@gmail.com or share your thoughts in our comment sections.



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