Watch a hundred year old tree breathe.
Thank the tree in your mind for showing us
how to grow and stay.
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100 Acorns
It's been 44 years since my book of conceptual instructions, GRAPEFRUIT was first published in 1964.
On 15 June 1968, John Lennon & I planted two acorns for peace at Coventry Cathedral. It was the first of our many Peace 'Events'.
In the summer of 1996, I picked up from where I left off, and wrote 100 ACORNS.
Starting on the 40th anniversary of the Acorn Peace Event on 15 June 2008, I will publish here an 'Acorn' every day for 100 days.
After each day of sharing the instructions, you should feel free to question, discuss, and/or report what your mind tells you.
I'm just planting the seeds.
Have fun.
Love, yoko
June 2008
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- Yoko Ono
- When I count what's wrong with my life, I get totally depressed. When I count the good things, I feel like smiling and I do. Then I think, "well, it's not all that bad." Life is just a bowl of cherries. But when I see myself smiling in the mirror, I like myself more. Well, life is a roller-coaster. That's what I now think. Recently, I got a message that I was a king, and I should stop the battle, and appreciate my victory. Well, I should listen to this one. And you, too, my friend. We are all kings. The battle is the battle of goodness winning WORLD PEACE. At all times, find something that makes you laugh. Laughter is the best workout! Chimpanzees are wise to it. Are you?
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This thought makes me feel calm and peaceful.
but there isn't alot of trees here that are over 100 years old.
Trees are beautiful...
Nothing like them.
You can tell when a tree is old..they hold so much wisdom.
They've been through it all..just like us..
My grandma has a two hundred year old tree in her yard. It's right beside her house. But it's dead. Completely hollow. And it's falling, slowly onto her house. She's having somebody come today...it's too bad the poor tree has to be removed. Grandma's house will look funny without that huge tree by her stairs anymore. Empty. A tree I've come to know & love..
It's lived a great life though..seen so much. It was there when my grandpa was still alive. My grandpa whom I never got to know....
Wow Yoko. Talk about 'coincidence' ! ;)
I close my eyes,
feel myself,
slip down,
into the
hollow
of the
Tree.
Emersed
in magical
communication,
a "Wonder Wish"
Thank-you
Wise
one.
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I live in California where we have sequoia trees that live 2,000+ years. When I see these magnificent trees I get close to them so I can share their history.
"Please forgive".
I just found your blog, dear Yoko! Sooo beautiful. Thought proviking AND positive. So rare. I will visit often.
A tree down the street fell a few nights ago. The tree was very old though probably not 100 years old. It pulled down an electric pole and its transformer. The tree and the pole hit a house causing it to catch on fire. Luckily no one was hurt. Some trees, like people, don't live as long as others. It's good to look to older people, survivors, for their wisdom. They've lived longer and often know more than younger people.
My grandfather planted a lot of trees around here. They must be about 100 years old now. So beautiful.
To anonymous: I do!
My heart aches every time I see a tree which has been cut down by the man's hand...even when trees fall down because of a storm. I do love trees. They are a symbol of wisdom because they tend to touch the sky, they spread their branches friendly, they are shelter for human beings and other creatures (even to fairies and all kind of tiny forest inhabitants)and they know the way to the very depth of Mother Earth.
One of my first poems was inspired by a strong tree that could be seen from my seat while I was studying History (if I find it though it is in Spanish I will post it here)
The school where I work as a History teacher is in the middle of a large park, surrounded by trees. I regard them all as a beautiful gift everybody there (students and teachers) can enjoy every morning just to open the windows.
I love to discover little birds hidding among the leaves. I once saw a spider web on a branch glowing under the sun. Mother Nature know how to surprise us when our eyes are wide open to watch its wonders.
Trees everywhere are wonderful. Ancient peoples, like celts, used to worship them. Forests and woods were regarded as sacred places. No doubt they are.
trees rule
photo her majesty
climb her sides
hide
love
respect
our your thanks enough
In Utah (where I was raised), there are these unimpressive "scrub oaks" in the often-dry foothills.
They turn brilliant red in the Autumn, but are otherwise un-noticed.
A hundred year old scrub oak is barely taller than than six feet or so, and has a trunk which is not much ticker than its branches. It grows in thickets, so doesn't stand out much.
Together with its neighbors, it makes great cover for Mule Deer and other forest creatures.
Their majesty lies in their persistance -- nobody cuts them for lumber or firewood.
I love that, it reminds me how hectic so many lives are, and how so many people never get a chance to rest, breathe, and dig their roots straight into the ground to make something permanent for themselves.
Thank you so very much.
Twice a day
I see a yew tree
800-1000 years old
dying.
I posted about the storm
that started it's end
four months ago.
You might pardon me,
if I share a photo of
this yew tree:
http://tinyurl.com/32hrwm
It's still alive
though only the trunk
is left.
I thank all trees. The wisdom of existing and performing your function, it is a great lesson to honour all ways.
thanks wilbau
i had already started talking favourite trees with a friend when you reminded me of another.
I think i'm right in saying that the yew in the church yard in stoke gabriel, devon, england is reported to be the oldest in the country. My but its a size. Big, old droopy. No one will let its limbs just hang and die, they're propping the old lady up. She receives visitors.
I am glad that I am not pressed up against the earth like the tree.
But they are stronger than me.
There is a price to be paid for freedom.
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