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	<title>Comments on: The Tall People:  Reflections on Humans and Trees</title>
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	<description>Nourishment and inspiration for those who love the Earth</description>
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		<title>By: Judy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Judy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 22:50:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One of my favorite yoga asanas is The Tree.  I always like to hold this pose standing before a window, aligning myself with a tree.  Today it is my apple tree, graced with pink blooms.  I like pines best of all -- none in my yard here in Albuquerque, but from the cabin I sometimes visit in Colorado.  Standing in Tree asana makes me feel grounded, connected, rooted into the earth.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of my favorite yoga asanas is The Tree.  I always like to hold this pose standing before a window, aligning myself with a tree.  Today it is my apple tree, graced with pink blooms.  I like pines best of all &#8212; none in my yard here in Albuquerque, but from the cabin I sometimes visit in Colorado.  Standing in Tree asana makes me feel grounded, connected, rooted into the earth.</p>
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		<title>By: Elizabeth</title>
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		<dc:creator>Elizabeth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 17:23:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I will surely lay claim to any possible kinship with these beautiful works of creation, especially as illuminated by Andy and April's eloquent and vibrant prose. How often the Native Americans captured in beautiful simplicity things that we need to remember and embrace! Thank you for reminding us!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I will surely lay claim to any possible kinship with these beautiful works of creation, especially as illuminated by Andy and April&#8217;s eloquent and vibrant prose. How often the Native Americans captured in beautiful simplicity things that we need to remember and embrace! Thank you for reminding us!</p>
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		<title>By: Joan Brundage</title>
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		<dc:creator>Joan Brundage</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 02:44:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks, Andy, for sharing such wise and beautiful thoughts.  I love trees and find them inspiring as well as very healing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks, Andy, for sharing such wise and beautiful thoughts.  I love trees and find them inspiring as well as very healing.</p>
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		<title>By: Seth Binsted</title>
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		<dc:creator>Seth Binsted</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 17:55:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>April and Andy:

This reminds me of a passage 371 from Nietzsche's The Gay Science:

"WE INCOMPREHENSIBE ONES:

We incomprehensible ones. – Have we ever complained because we are misunderstood, misjudged, misidentified, slandered, misheard, and not heard? Precisely this is our fate – oh, for a long time yet! Let us say, to be modest until 1901 – it is also our distinction; we should not honor ourselves sufficiently if we wished that it were otherwise. We are misidentified because we ourselves keep growing, keep chaging, we shed our old bark, we shed our skins every spring, we keep becoming younger, fuller of future, taller, stronger, we push our roots ever more powerfully into the depths – into evil – while at the same time we embrace the heavens ever more lovingly, more broadly, imbibing their light ever more thirstily with all our twigs and leaves. Like trees we grow – this is hard to understand, as is all of life – not in one place only but everywhere, not in one direction but equally upward and outward, and inward and downward; our energy is at work simultaneously in the trunk, branches, and roots; we are no longer free to do ony one particular thing, to be only one particular thing.

This is our face, as I have said; we grow in height; and even if this should be our fatality--for we dwell ever closer to the lightning--well, we do not on that account honor it less; it remains that which we do not wish to share, to make public--the fatality of the heights, OUR fatality."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>April and Andy:</p>
<p>This reminds me of a passage 371 from Nietzsche&#8217;s The Gay Science:</p>
<p>&#8220;WE INCOMPREHENSIBE ONES:</p>
<p>We incomprehensible ones. – Have we ever complained because we are misunderstood, misjudged, misidentified, slandered, misheard, and not heard? Precisely this is our fate – oh, for a long time yet! Let us say, to be modest until 1901 – it is also our distinction; we should not honor ourselves sufficiently if we wished that it were otherwise. We are misidentified because we ourselves keep growing, keep chaging, we shed our old bark, we shed our skins every spring, we keep becoming younger, fuller of future, taller, stronger, we push our roots ever more powerfully into the depths – into evil – while at the same time we embrace the heavens ever more lovingly, more broadly, imbibing their light ever more thirstily with all our twigs and leaves. Like trees we grow – this is hard to understand, as is all of life – not in one place only but everywhere, not in one direction but equally upward and outward, and inward and downward; our energy is at work simultaneously in the trunk, branches, and roots; we are no longer free to do ony one particular thing, to be only one particular thing.</p>
<p>This is our face, as I have said; we grow in height; and even if this should be our fatality&#8211;for we dwell ever closer to the lightning&#8211;well, we do not on that account honor it less; it remains that which we do not wish to share, to make public&#8211;the fatality of the heights, OUR fatality.&#8221;</p>
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