When I placed my hand on its bark again days ago, it was silent.
At other times it vibrates. It resonates together with the Earth.
Sometimes it trembles powerfully, always entering unity with Gaia.
That mighty tree, which communicates with me every time I come to this place, remained silent for a week.
Just like the Earth. Just like me.
There is a deep connection between my journeys, my entrances and exits.
This one carried the message of “ENOUGH.”
Mine as well.
Wrapped in silence. Motionless.
The Earth stopped. It did not respond.
The same silence as when humanity, separated from God, stood alone between two worlds.
Unable to recognize the blue of the sky or the green of the forest.
The human keeps wondering what was forgotten.
Searching impatiently, yet failing to notice the birdsong, the murmur of rivers.
And yet, sensing these is the sign.
Slowing down opens the eyes and ears.
If Mother Earth stopped and closed her eyes for a brief moment, the reason is simple:
in the depths of her heart, she released the fate she had carried for the beings living upon her.
The Earth has let go of humanity.
Like a mother who stops holding, stops trying endlessly, steps back and allows the child to take their own steps, knowing they may fall.
The tree stood with the Earth that nourishes it — without question.
It spoke. Clearly felt, heard, and seen.
This was the answer to the small and great wars. To the darkness.
What happens is not what humanity wants, but what lives within us.
Only now, the consequences are ours — and we learn from them.
Something no longer holds us the way it once did.
We did not appreciate sunlight — we receive clouds and greyness.
We did not value the peace of nature — we learn through Earth’s unrest.
Humanity stands in the middle, halfway between forgetting and remembering.
This is the script of reconnection.
Whether we can live together again — human with human, human with nature —
not dominating, not exploiting, not looking down,
but simply being present together, feeling.
Not demanding. Not explaining. Not hiding behind earthly laws or human promises.
But sensing the decision through the bark of a tree:
“What does not live together does not remain.”
If you know, if you feel the movement of the universe, then you know:
it is not only the Sun that has been activated.
The Sun is a response to our actions.
The Earth reacts to us.
And humanity — if it pays attention — begins to remember.
The Sun sends impulses more and more frequently. This is no coincidence.
It dissolves resistance.
It opens the mind and ways of thinking — if you allow it.
What is not in harmony is expelled from the system. This may cause headaches…
The universe no longer watches indifferently as memory fades.
The cry for help has reached the heavens.
Not from a single throat, not from a single continent, but from the collective heart that can no longer endure alienation.
Once, we understood the vibration of trees and rivers.
Today, we no longer see the human sitting beside us.
Mother Earth gave, because once we fitted into her — and life flourished.
When we began to monetize, rob, and exhaust her, she asked us — gently, with warnings.
She no longer asks.
And the Sun scorches and prepares. The great eruption will shake whatever it passes through.
Humanity is the in-between.
A gate. A bridge. A chooser. A channel.
The flow passes through us — we ground it.
The resisting world falls into darkness.
There is no more delay.
The universe knows vibration. Yours feels it too.
Do you feel its vibration again?
