A SONG OF SILENCE by Julia Butterfly Hill

I am truly honored to share an expression of my creativity with you…

I believe that creativity is absolutely vital to the success of shifting consciousness and actions.

Creativity is about the expression of life-force energy, reaching out to find the common language of heart, spirit, and intrinsic understandings that cross perceived boundaries and transform consciousness.

Through this we transform the world. I always feel blessed when creativity flows through me, and I love when I have opportunities to share this part of myself.

A Song of Silence

The music within my soul

sings a song of silence

in the hurried rush,

cacophony of chaos.

As we all rush around in pursuit

of emptiness

cleverly disguised

as freedom,

value,

and being worthy of love.

Looking for the ever-elusive

something

to help us fill

the void

and feed the hunger

of our deepest, lost desire;

Of truth

and remembering

that each one of us is divine

and great

and perfect

just as we are.

This is the song of silence

of my soul.

The author pictured with 'Luna', the ancient redwood tree she lived in and saved.

Julia Butterfly Hill grew up in a deeply religious family as the daughter of a traveling, evangelical minister that later settled in Arkansas. After a near-fatal accident, Julia lived in the canopy of an ancient redwood tree for 738 days to help make the world aware of the plight of ancient forests. Her courageous act of civil disobedience gained international attention for the redwoods as well as other environmental and social justice issues and is chronicled in her bestselling book ‘The Legacy of Luna: The Story of a Tree, a Woman, and the Struggle to Save the Redwoods.’ which is available in 11 languages (here), followed by her environmental "handbook", One Makes the Difference. Her story has inspired millions around the globe to take action in their own communities. Julia is a co-founder of the Engage Network and is the inspiration behind What's Your Tree. You may visit her website here, her blog here, or connect with her on facebook.

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