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The Llangernyw Yew tree, 4000years old

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Binded Beech, with pledge to the Trees from the sacred fastening workshop. 

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Binded Beech, with pledge to the Trees from the sacred fastening workshop. 

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I had thought a Beech was to join me at  the Treeschool but it was the Sister Oak Collective that called me and took me through my journey with the Treeschool, I have found out thou. That apparently, Beech and Oak are fromm the same family...family trees 😊
Arenwen

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So the Oak Elder and the collective came to me on Sunday morning, as awoke, and demanded very forcefully, that I made public my witnessing...They  wanted to be seen by the Treeschool, even thou, I wasn't so up for the job. I had been given my orders! (I hadn't clicked the assignment deadline was today, Monday,  so they of course knew better than me.)

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So the Oak Elder and the collective came to me on Sunday morning, as awoke, and demanded very forcefully, that I made public my witnessing...They  wanted to be seen by the Treeschool, even thou, I wasn't so up for the job. I had been given my orders! (I hadn't clicked the assignment deadline was today, Monday,  so they of course knew better than me.)

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Thankyou Trees and Treeschool, it's been a pleasure to connect, and reconnect, to reroot and rekindle. Thankyou for the invitation to creative play. Joyous. 😄

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I once was a tall tree,
Strong and free,
But they cut me down,
To make use of me.
Dead not dying.
Feel my sadness, hear my song, left forgotten.....................
.......Now remebered, forgottotten now no more, thank you

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And I carried on to listen to the Sister tree, the Collective had spoken of.

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And I carried on to listen to the Sister tree, the Collective had spoken of.

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Remapping the landscape, where the rivers would have met the sea. Over the other side of the hill is where the Estuary is now.

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Remapping the landscape, where the rivers would have met the sea. Over the other side of the hill is where the Estuary is now.

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It seemed to me that it was possible that the sea had come this way, in the past, that the estuary would have been more extensive...and these sister trees would have been on an island.

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It seemed to me that it was possible that the sea had come this way, in the past, that the estuary would have been more extensive...and these sister trees would have been on an island.

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I then went to sit with the Collective, the Sister Trees to listen to them,

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I then went to sit with the Collective, the Sister Trees to listen to them,

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Come sit at my roots.
Be with me awhile.
Hear our song, our troubles so long,
Be with me awhile,
sheltered by the sea, the rocks,
Lean in and we will whisper close, tales of long ago, tales of woe
Beneath our branches boats did go,
Boats of Oak, cut and sawn for Men's own end.
Come sit with us and we will not pretend, we were carried here by the sea, our brother dying.

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I collected acorns and pledged to help them grow, so far I've grown a mushroom

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I returned again, to sit and consult the trees on my treename ..Derwen Ni is what they said... And then...I am your Oak,
Your place of rest and restitude,
Reside in me, take refuge,rest,
Be one, be whole, be forgiven.
Come dance with me,
Be whole, be at peace.
I am your Oak, your fortitude, your warrior, your solice and your guide.
Come abide in me, be at one. Be whole.
Come dance and cry with me.
Here birds nest and take flight, woodlice make their homes and burrow.
I am the shelter, the food for many.
Be at peace, at home.
Rest in me, pledge your offering to me, to
your soul, Our Soul, Arenwen.

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So still alittle confused over who was to join me at the Treeschool, I asked, are you my Trees? And this is what they said; 

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So still alittle confused over who was to join me at the Treeschool, I asked, are you my Trees? And this is what they said; 

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We are the Sister Trees, the collective.
We called you over, so you might know our pain, our fortitude and our resistance.
So you might meet your elder, your tree, your home.
Welcome, our sister is in pain.....
( To be continued)

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I then moved on to find the trees that had called me over and helped me meet the ancient Oak, to sit with them awhile.

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From Siân Barlow, a photo taken for Utopias Bach, part of my Small Stories series.

From under the canopy of an oak tree that is growing out of Dynant Fawr abandoned opencast colliery in the Gwendraeth Valley in Carmarthenshire; a tree that is perhaps ten to fifteen feet wide, and only eight inches tall or so.

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So I climbed inside and sat a while and asked are you my tree? Do you wish to come and be part of the Treesschool? And this is what it told me...

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So I climbed inside and sat a while and asked are you my tree? Do you wish to come and be part of the Treesschool? And this is what it told me...

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I am your home, your fortress, your shelter, your throne.
To sit and abide in and lean on.
I am your Oak, your roots, your structure
Your strength, your fortitude, your fortress and castle,your church, your cathedral.
I am your Oak.
Rest in me, I am your solid rock.
Your strength. Your fortitude, your wisdom and grace.
Happiness happens here.

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Mapping the journey thus far.... These group of trees had been calling to me some weeks before I joined the tree school, their beauty and knarled roots, as above so below.

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Mapping the journey thus far.... These group of trees had been calling to me some weeks before I joined the tree school, their beauty and knarled roots, as above so below.

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But I wasn't sure how to get to them. And I was led on an adventure in trying to make closer contact . Which lead me to discover, this

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HazelHymn with a loose translation-based on speaking with the Hazel for 3 days as the School began.

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Hazel chant with a 'loose translation'

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Hazel chant, with a 'loose translation'.

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Please add your assignment here in this column!

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Please add your assignment here in this column!

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What if the Wellbeing of Future Generations Act related to acorns & all other seeds?

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by Zen
A right to be.

'Cut down all the trees and put them in a tree museum' - Joni Mitchell

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From Zen:
We have seen that the Ganges has been granted 'Personhood' by the courts in India. As a pre-cursor question to the charters, why is 'personhood' so much better than 'riverhood' or 'treehood'? Human arrogance perhaps? Is the only right required the right to just be? Perhaps an over-simplification, but just trying to demonstrate concept.

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Sarah - Tree Lawyer

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1. All legal decisions relating to trees must take place in the sacred space of a grove where at least 3 tree guardians / elders are present from diverse species. Their voice must form part of the decision. If a conclusion is not reached unanimously between tree and human, the nominated tree guardian has the casting vote.

2. It is a trees right to have it’s whole ecosystem considered before it’s life is curtailed by human hands or machine. By consideration, it is meant that a log of all beings other than human with a physical or energetic connection to the tree be logged, consulted, and heard. All responses will be read in a public space at noon at each of the eight festivals of the wheel for a whole cycle. If any one being or collective is to be irreversibly harmed by the curtailment of the trees life then it should not happen.

3. As trees have strength and flexibility to stand / withstand through storm & flood; then this standing shall be translated to the written and practice of legal standing. Let it be so!

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The Ancient Tree

"Listen to Our Trees"

Listen to the tree

The lungs of our earth

roots reaching down

deep beneath the ground

reaching for their companion

mycelium network fungi

communicating, warnings,

comforting, feeding

interacting with plants and trees

Listen to the tree

The arrival of spring

with explosions of blossom

insects and bees

The temprature is warming

her leaves creeping out

creating a coat of green

from the leaves

messages are sent

a warning, a call

a gas, a scent

Listen to the tree

Leaves are turning

a storm is approaching

whilting and bedraggled

a drought is upon us

roots reaching deeper

drawing up water

to nourish the leaves

"whoop whoop crackle

crackle whoop whoop"

the sound of her heart beat

Listen to the tree

Summer fades

autumn arrives

seeds are sprinkled

far and wide

glowing oranges

browns abound

Listen to the tree

winter approaches

her leaves are shed

and nourish the ground

standing naked

tall and proud

wrinkled skin

knobbled branches

reaching high

to rest a while

Listen to the tree

Inside her trunk

a wealth of knowledge

decades of climate changes

a warm dry summer

a long wet one

a cold or mild winter

all held within her rings

Listen to the tree

Living, breathing

drinking, talking

life giver

be aware of her value

an asset to the community

give her the respect she deserves

Listen to the tree

by Karen Rita Breeze

30th April 2023

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Absorbing the light - diolch am ddiwrnod mor cynnes!

Abby, I Fyny

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A handy way to see events coming up. For details go to https://www.utopiasbach.org/events

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Thanks to Kar for the photos!

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shadow dance

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channeling the poem of my tree

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but the wind is not to be caught and the boughs are not to be held, alive because of moving and being moved

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Tree drawing from our cylch, and a birch tree photograph superimposed.  

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Tree drawing from our cylch, and a birch tree photograph superimposed.  

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A very brief and slightly awkward 'tree date'.

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A very brief and slightly awkward 'tree date'.

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This is a photo of our beautiful oak tree from last summer. They are graciously hosting and enhancing a painting I made.
We have watched them growing over the last 23 years… they were  a sapling when we first encountered them.
Today I learnt the Irish word for oak is Darrach so now the tree has a name

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From the tree:

You have passed me by, many a time
You have not seen my beauty before
Head down, working against the wind and rain
Here I stood patient and gently waiting
For you to just look up

Let your gaze for once fall upon me
See my beautiful difference
Admire my growth
My hope for the future

Here I stand, as I always have
Holding out my arms to embrace you
I hear your heart
I see your unshed tears
Your heavy load

Sit beside me
Let me calm your mind
Let me hold your hand
Let me cradle your heart
Soft and gentle
I will be, to thee

Rest awhile
no rush here
all is quiet
all is still
just be close beside me
until ......

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From the trees:

We lean with the land,
We cast cool shadow on your path in the summer
We offer you protection
As you move forward, on your adventures

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Trees hold our land together, providing strength, breath, shade and shelter. I thank this tree for its ability to withstand the river erosion, and for the opportunity to share this with you and educate others about the amazing power and resilience trees freely share with us. Northumberland last week

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such a joyful day on wednesday, beautiful collaborations between tree people and human people

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My beautiful Yew tree has created it's own utopias Bach 🌱

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A fabulous time meeting and creating with humans and non-humans 🌿

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Collaborative drawing with trees.

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I met with this 'rooted being' today in Parc y Coleg. Maybe they're trying to tell me about being entwined with Life?

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I made a friend today. I can't pronounce their name but we definitely made a connection. We shared a moment watching birds and swaying in the breeze. I also made new human friends today at Ysgol, so feeling very social indeed. 

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I made a friend today. I can't pronounce their name but we definitely made a connection. We shared a moment watching birds and swaying in the breeze. I also made new human friends today at Ysgol, so feeling very social indeed. 

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They are all in there somewhere. A marginalised, edgey collection, tenaciously gripping the side of a steep vale. Snow has visited deeply (yet softly and only on the surface) since I last went. But I thought, how comforting that they don't feel the cold. I'll try to feel the cold less when I next go.

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My oak tree. It is a hard life withstanding the sea!

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Gewch chi bostio EGINO lluniau, fideo, tecst, audio - you can post EGINO pictures, video, text audio in this column .... and make comments on other's posts too :)

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Gewch chi bostio EGINO lluniau, fideo, tecst, audio - you can post EGINO pictures, video, text audio in this column .... and make comments on other's posts too :)

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A 'continuous video' made with the young Bedwen (birch) and Derwen (oak) who want to come to the school with me ... and my name LinDer Be - Dwen (Lindsey + Derwen + Bedwen + Being!)