Three Leaves to Every Tree E-Book

Gunther Scheuring

• Herausgeber: tredition
• Kategorie: Ratgeber
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 239

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Das Buch beschäftigt sich mit Meditation. Es beinhaltet keine geführte Meditation sondern vermittelt Informationen, wie der Leser zu seiner eigenen Meditationstechnik gelangt. Der Leser wird angeleitet, um in Ruhe und Stille zu gelangen. Die mentalen Übungen haben das Ziel, eine ganz persönliche Meditationstechnik zu finden.

Leseprobe

Gunther Scheuring

Three Leavesto Every Tree

Calm and Serenity

bring Love

Gunther Scheuring

THREE LEAVES to EVERY TREE

© 2022 Gunther Scheuring 1st edition 2022 Author: Gunther Scheuring Cover photo: © Gunther Scheuring Graphic design: Gunther Scheuring Editor: Ina Kleinod Translator: Louise Bromby

Publisher: tredition GmbH, Halenreie 40-44, 22359 Hamburg Bibliographical data of the Deutsche Nationalbibliothek (German National Library): The German National Library lists this publication in the German National Bibliography; detailed bibliographical information is available online at http://dnb.d-nb.de.

ISBN paperback:

978-3-347-77740-8

ISBN e-book:

978-3-347-77741-5

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Contents

I am special

Preface

One leaf

Two leaves

Three leaves

Epilogue

Know published

Soon to be published

I am special

To my life I give

the beauty of a wind rose,

I let it drink the morning dew

and shine in the light of the setting sun.

I connect with the warmth of the sun

bask in the bright light of the moon,

love the fragrance of frost flowers in winter

and feel the coolness of crystals

that lie eternally on the earth.

I pass through the night without a care

and believe every word the day tells me

I forgive love for all its lies

as long as it can still say “I love you”!

I walk through snow

that has just fallen, soft and warm

like sand on a beach.

Life wants me!

It cares about little else.

It gives me the air I breathe

and the two hands that embrace me.

I rejoice and love myself,

taking part in the joy of my own life.

Preface

Consciously creating monotony between thoughts has always been known to create inner peace. Meditation is the best example of this. Through meditation, the human being finds the way to himself or herself and the life task that is his or her destiny. Creating a void that fulfils us is a step towards discovering our own true being. No one can be the master of others – if we believe we can, we are very much mistaken. Driven by illusions, we will then completely fail to see the meaning of life. This leaves us in a dark place and fills us with sickness and bitterness.

Through simply being without thoughts, we can experience the real beauty of life. If we smile, the sun will shine for us the whole day long. Admittedly, this is not so easy; a certain amount of effort is required. »Nothing comes from nothing«, as the Roman philosopher Lucretius said. But if the sun shines within us and fills our heart, our eyes and our aura will shine. We have our happiness in our own hands.

And yet we allow our sense of happiness to be dependent on others, for example when we feel we are giving love to others that it is not returned. Was it really that the person we loved did not respond, or was our gift not really love after all?

I cannot give something to others that I do not have myself. That it is why it is so difficult to understand when we are not accepted. Why should we be? There is nothing there to be accepted. Apart from a lot of distorted thoughts that pretend to be something they are not and we believe them, because they are convincing in their untruthfulness. They often lead to controlling behaviour, compulsive buying, jealousy, depression, allergies, cancer, the list goes on. All our poor soul can do is to observe the decisions we make. Either we will go along with a string of suicidal thoughts, or we will make up our mind to lead a better, healthier life by giving ourselves a hug several times a day and admitting how much we like ourselves. If we do this, we will feel our soul break out in a smile, and begin to feel comfortable in our own body. We will have understood that we are all we need to welcome love into our lives, the love we need to make us and others happy.

If you look at the cover of this book, you will discover a contradiction the image shows trees with countless leaves, but the title beneath it speaks of only three leaves.

It suggests the contradictory nature of life, which we reinvent each day. We

burden it with lust and love, because we think that is how it must be. A life cannot run a normal course; that would be far too boring. A few small contradictions are needed to make it bearable. We have chosen to be human, and there are certain challenges associated with this.

Monotony of thought is almost the same thing as meditation. In silence, you focus your thoughts and then discard them. Over a longer period of time, things become calmer and more relaxed inside your head. It feels as though there are less and less thoughts at home, even though the light is still on. This helps you to cut off the diversity of your thought streams and dilute them. Things become quieter and quieter as the silence washes over you. Talking too much, even inside your head, confuses you and makes you ill. Silence is something that must be learned; it is the driving force behind a healthy mind. It gives you the freedom and confidence to make decisions based on your gut reaction, i.e. to follow your intuition.

ONE LEAF TWO LEAVES THREE LEAVES ONE LEAF TWO LEAVES THREE LEAVES ONE LEAF TWO LEAVES THREE LEAVES ONE LEAF TWO LEAVES THREE LEAVES ONE LEAF TWO LEAVES THREE LEAVES

One leaf

Each year there are THREE LEAVES on the tree outside my window. This is something that has been going on for several decades. These three single leaves have changed my whole life. It was neither their colour, their size nor their beauty that impressed me the most. It was the number, three of them, that brought about a change in me. The same branch, the same tree, at the same height. In summer and in winter, by day and by night, there were just these THREE LEAVES. Always the same ones. »ONE LEAF, TWO LEAVES, THREE LEAVES«, I counted, several times a day. I had to make sure that one of them had not gone missing, or that an extra one had not suddenly appeared. ONE LEAF, TWO LEAVES, THREE LEAVES. There they were, every morning and every evening, all present and correct. ONE LEAF, TWO LEAVES, THREE LEAVES, I counted again and again. These THREE LEAVES meant the world to me; they were a unique feature of my life.

I wouldn’t have exchanged them or given them away for anything. Everything else had become so unimportant compared to them, my THREE LEAVES. I counted them three times a day, for several minutes, and with great admiration. However many leaves were hanging on the tree, I was always able to recognise them and hear them speaking. ONE LEAF, TWO LEAVES, THREE LEAVES. I was delighted every time I sat quietly on a chair in front of my kitchen window and looked out. I was moved and excited that they were still there, all three of them.

There was nothing else I needed to learn, I did not have to understand anything out of the ordinary all I had to do was to concentrate on these THREE LEAVES. However, I did first have to learn to stop counting when I got to THREE, because I was well above school age. My eyes saw far more leaves on this beautiful green tree than I really needed. The thoughts in my head wanted to carry on counting, but I was not interested in what they were whispering to me. If I faltered, I just started again from the beginning and carried on with my unusual counting rhythm. I enjoyed lingering in this state of perpetual monotony, ignoring the thoughts that kept trying to interrupt me and keep me away from my three juicy green leaves.

In the beginning it was really hard work I did not realise that there were so many thoughts in my head, each of them with something different to say.

They were all shouting at the tops of their voices, threatening me with terrible things. Unheard thoughts are a rebellious horde that you carry around in your head they creep in sneakily without you realising, and it seems as though you will never get rid of them. It is a preordained disaster, the extent of which cannot be estimated. I was so glad that I had found my three leaves!

One evening I was sitting at my kitchen table, feeling that I could no longer keep my eyes open. My head was getting heavier and heavier, until it suddenly fell onto the wooden tabletop. What a shock it was! I felt a sharp pain, a bump formed over my right eye, and my head was buzzing. I also had a stomach ache, because I had not eaten lunch or had enough to drink that day. No wonder my body was reacting in this way. I lifted my head and looked out of my kitchen window in dismay – and there they were, hanging on a branch, these three shining leaves on the tree opposite, in the middle of summer. My head was numb; all I recognised were these three beautiful green leaves, shining out against all the others.

I began counting so that I wouldn’t forget them. For me there were only these three leaves on the tree, and I counted them again and again: »ONE LEAF, TWO LEAVES, THREE LEAVES«. There was no end to it, I carried on counting halfway through the night. Even when it got dark. No one seemed to mind, as everyone else was sleeping. I felt better with each hour that passed, until at some point I fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up a changed person. I was still sitting at the table. I was surprised to find that I was still here at home in my thoughts, rather than already at work, as I usually was, sitting in the office and making plans for the day. While I was having breakfast, still in my pyjamas, my thoughts were still in the present. What was wrong with me? Was it these three leaves that had changed my state of mind? Where was my usual morning habit of drifting to another place in my thoughts? Suddenly I was eating cheese, egg and honey for breakfast, which was unusual for me. Had these three leaves not only erased my drifting thoughts, but my old habits, too? Unbelievable, I thought, this cannot be possible! These three tiny leaves were not only able to stand up to my incessant stream of thoughts, but even appeared to be stronger. Something has changed inside me without me realising, I thought. I did not yet know what it was, but I would find out.

Of that I was convinced. This whole thing had started off rather well for me, so I decided to carry on with it. Perhaps it would get even better! So I set aside five minutes every morning and every evening and counted the THREE LEAVES among all the other foliage on the tree. I did it time and time again, every day, and it soon established itself as a ritual in my life. It felt Good everything started to feel quieter inside me, and all the unconscious thoughts that usually filled my head began to subordinate themselves to the monotony. I no longer found it so difficult to focus on specific conscious deliberations, and some things in my life appeared easier than I had always believed them to be. It took me a long time to find out why I was so convinced that my life would be improved by this methodical counting. I just noticed that it was easier to get things in order, and everyday life presented fewer problems. I had no explanation for why this was the case. It was just the way it was. Thinking became easier, less complicated, or things just happened without me really having to think about them at all. It had something wonderful, something magical about it, this repetition, this eternal monotony of counting. It not only changed my view of the outside world around me; I myself also changed in a mysterious way.

I noticed that my thoughts no longer tried to control everything as they had before. It was quieter inside my head, and I felt calmer. I spoke less, and experienced longer periods of silence. It was a very pleasant experience, so I certainly did not object to the change these THREE LEAVES had brought about in my life. I just believed in them, day and night, and it felt good. I

only saw three leaves on every other tree, too, all year round. Idiotic, I thought, but no! That is not really true, I’ve escaped the land of illusions! THREE LEAVES – what kind of delirious state had I got myself into? I told other people about it, but I should have kept it to myself, because my friends and acquaintances just made fun of me. Even my own family looked at me doubtfully, as though they were afraid I was losing my mind and they were going to be saddled with the task of looking after me. Nevertheless, I continued to cultivate my encounters with the THREE LEAVES. We had known nothing of one another before, but now we were getting to know each other quite well. We had built up a close relationship and become quite inseparable. We were beginning to find that we could not exist without one another. These THREE LEAVES were like a soothing tablet that kept me in a good mood all day. I could rely on them. I knew that they were keeping me safe and well.

No drugs or religion could ever have given me so much optimism and strength.

This monotony contains an immeasurable amount of information. It consists of a nothingness that incorporates everything. Particularly peace. Inner peace is what we all strive for – it is what makes us happy and indestructible. The THREE LEAVES alone could bring peace and freedom to the whole world! Endless freedom can be reached through contentment; these two things together create a state of happiness that renews us and changes our consciousness.

All you need to live a fulfilled life are THREE LEAVES: yourself, love and your own breath.

Quite often I had to laugh at myself, thinking: what kind of nonsense have you got yourself involved in this time? After a while I even began to enjoy it, because I had found a useful pastime that was completely unrelated to fear. This was the first discovery to which it led me. At the same time, the process of changing myself was quite a stress factor – I had to get used to myself again. THREE LEAVES and the power of gentle words were unfamiliar and not always easy to understand. But there was always a whisper to be heard.

So I listened hard to what was going on inside myself day after day and night after night, and lo and behold, I heard the rustling of the THREE LEAVES. They always had something to talk to one another about – their life is important, too.

If you cannot cope with the volume of your own thoughts, you have to go inwards to find peace. You have to transform the sound frequency of your thoughts into waves of silence. You need to tell your thoughts what to think, how loudly, how much and how long. A night does not last forever, and the day is also entitled to its existence. Sleep and rest belong to the night. You get up with your thoughts, go out into the fresh air and tell them a story about the journey of the three leaves. They want to fall from the tree, because it is autumn and they have already turned a yellowish-brown colour. But the old tree does not want to let them go. It would be left bald and naked, and it does not like the idea of that. The tree wants to keep its clothing; it does not want to lose any of its leaves, no matter how much the wind blows. It does not want to part with its creation. It really does not want to let this change take place, this transition into winter. The old tree knows exactly that this is precisely what it will eventually have to do; it is simply what happens as time passes. But for the moment it remains stubborn and holds on to the past.

Meanwhile, the dead leaves no longer fulfil the purpose of keeping it warm or making it beautiful; they have become meaningless. The year has passed, and the time to be green is over. Now it is time to rest so that something new can develop: something that arises from the stillness, something different and even more beautiful. But the tree does not understand this. It has grown too old to change. It has knowledge from times gone by, and as soon as the first storm passes over it, it will be unable to resist. It will have to go along with the flow of life, which becomes more difficult with each passing year.

The new awakening that comes with the arrival of spring is the most invigorating thing in life. Letting go of the old and greeting the new is part of the course of human life it means that things can change, exchanging the old for the new. In order to do this, you must release the entrenched, outdated thought patterns from the substance of your mind, through affirmations. The blockades will then stop exerting an influence on the flow of life. They stop being rebellious, and the game of overflowing the human mind with thoughts draws to an end. Monotony demolishes ingrained thought patterns from your mind, pulling them up by the roots. Nothing happens of its own accord. It happens while you are working hard on yourself.

How, when and where depends on the condition of your own body. How deep do you have to dig in order to find the roots, the causes, and how complex are they? How many fears are you carrying around with you, fears that must be faced, processed and let go?

We, as human beings, are afraid of tackling such a huge task. We could be confronted with a great deal of pain and confusion, and experience even more difficulties. We are not aware of the fact that, once we have completed all this hard work, a free and easy life may well be waiting for us around the corner. We are generally suspicious of any undertaking that means we have to change. The human being is unable to deal with simplicity. For decades now, we have been living with complicated thought mechanisms. Why should we give them up? Everything has worked fine up until now, even though we have been engaged in a constant struggle with the pressure of our thoughts. But we have survived as best we could, and live to tell the tale. We are more or less content with this rotten life, as we like to refer to it when things are not going our way. Not consciously, but on a subconscious level, this reflects our constant dissatisfaction back to us. We could change this by simply counting the THREE LEAVES on the tree over and over again.

We would need to be aware of why we are doing it, and take the liberty of believing in ourselves. The old days would be over, and we would emerge as new, open-hearted human beings living on this earth. We have the right to be here; we can blossom and live our own lives. Without thoughts, we can be happy and healthy, hand in hand with love.

We can achieve all of this on our own, if only we have the courage to listen to the stillness within us. We will thrive as long as we love ourselves from the bottom of our hearts. And love the earth as we love ourselves, watering each and every flower so that it never goes dry. If we create nothing but kind words, our heart will open of its own accord.

Forgetting to believe in yourself is the greatest mistake you can ever make. After all, there is nothing in life that is closer to you than yourself. Trust in every breath you take. Take care not to lose a single leaf; after all, the tree has shown you its leaves because it wants you to look at them. Float in their joy, in everything they do. Trust the tree, for it will tell you the truth. It has THREE LEAVES to offer you. Gather them up with your eyes and live with them in the darkness. Day and night will merge together, and you will never be alone. You will not notice whether you are still alive or have entered the realm of death.

The past disappears from your life and you are left without torment. Feel the great blessing of being free in this moment. Count, count, never stop counting! Never before had I consciously seen so many leaves: three of them, hanging all year on this tree, on this earth. It took many years of meditation before I understood the meaning behind it. There is no better way of profoundly influencing your life than by continual counting. The constant repetition is liberating. It helps you to regulate the mighty power of your thoughts and, little by little, you will find the courage to build up your life and take it into your own hands.

Don’t say no, don’t say it’s foolish! Take a step in the direction of love – it, also, has spent its whole life counting the THREE LEAVES. The first leaf stands for the greeting that life holds especially for you. The second leaf encourages you to forget yourself and all the hustle and bustle of life. The third leaf shows you nothing but sunshine and a clear blue sky. If you look at these leaves quietly, sparkling with morning dew, you will experience how it feels to be loved. If you do not pay enough attention to yourself, you will lose yourself in the things other people say. You should not allow your life to be so meaningless! You have only one life in this body, and you must live it to the full, because it is yours.

We know that the outside world is also a part of us, and this often limits our inner world. It takes on a physical form, but the vibrations within it move around the earth. You restrict yourself if you do not believe yourself; silent words lead to freedom.

Life knows what it really needs in order to exist. But we are still groping around in the dark, making one problem after another out of it. We literally draw fear into ourselves, until we are unable to work with our inner self. We refuse to see ourselves, hanging on a tree, in the form of green leaves, swaying in the wind.

Life knows that it is alive, and it also knows what it means for mankind. Unfortunately, though, we do not take this into account. We are not in the least bit interested. During the course of all the years we have spent getting involved in the thought wars of the obscure gods, we have become alienated from ourselves. It is better to live a life determined by others than not to follow our own destiny. That is our life philosophy. We do away with anything that has to do with feelings, respect and esteem. We stand in our own way and believe that we can organise our life by thinking. We are at one with our thoughts, with hope and with trust, ignoring the soft cries of our loving heart.

If our feelings are suppressed, our heart will begin to break, because we have packed it so full of thoughts that it can hardly breathe. We have less and less of the freedom we need to regenerate. We live under leafless trees. No wonder we have no fruit to harvest. The heart needs water every day, in order to cleanse itself of the burden of life. All of the refuse that comes from our thoughts blocks our ears. Our heart cannot cope with our blindness, the way we run away from ourselves. It lives through the spirits of nature, for that is where it came from. Give yourself a leaf of knowledge each day and you will lie under a green, blossoming tree. The sun will shine for you every day. You reap what you sow. Love needs to be loved. If you wish to know what it means to live a happy life, your feelings need to be intact. Without love, you will find yourself standing in front of a bare tree, as though it were mid-winter. You will freeze without a coat of leaves to cover you. Once you have frozen, you will need an inordinate amount of sunlight to restore the warmth of your heart. You can only protect yourself with loving words, with a heartfelt embrace or a warm handshake. Without this, you will put yourself into a position of great suffering, as many others have done before you. You will no longer see the beauty of the spring, creating love as it makes everything burst into bloom.

You will only ever experience the frosty bite of winter as it wraps its icy arms around you. Why are we unable to feel our own warmth, the warmth and comfort we carry inside us without even realising it is there? If we simply had a little trust in ourselves, the first leaf would begin to grow. As the first spring sunshine appears, the tree begins to produce its first shoots. Choosing the right position in the jungle of our thoughts makes it easier for us to breathe.

We need guidance to break free of the chains of our thinking mechanism. Kind words release us from the tyranny of our thoughts. Love, love, love! That is all we need to know. Love fills our hearts. Stress and endless talking, quarrelling, fighting or discontentment will never make our eyes shine. Resentment can never lead us to peace, because it has no knowledge of self-love. If we do not learn to place our focus on love and allow it to enter our heart, we will never really know what happiness is. A second green leaf will never grow if we do not water our tree of knowledge and take good care of its needs, so that it can flourish. Without knowledge there is no progress, no change to make us open our eyes. How much longer must our life remain fruitless? A small ray of sunlight is enough to bring light into the darkness.

We can stop the flow of surplus thoughts if we have a talk with our “boss”. The ego is responsible for blocking our life joy. It strips all the trees and bushes bare, so that not a single leaf can turn green. The ego has no interest whatsoever in self-love. Withered leaves are not indicators of life energy – they announce the fact that the autumn of life is approaching. These are the last days when the sun continues to shine a little. The summer has passed far too quickly; it had only just begun, and we have already forgotten how happy we were. Now we just stand there and complain about how miserable we are, because we cannot blossom without love. We have to wait until next spring, by which time a whole year will have passed. All the waiting and perseverance costs us precious time.

We grow older and older and all the leaves fall from our tree of life, without us ever having really felt them. Not one of them has been beautiful for us in its rich greenness. We were born in a state of abundance, and when we leave our life we are stripped bare, grey. Why do we do it to ourselves? Do we know what we are doing? How often have we fallen down and hurt our knees? Does it always have to be painful to pick ourselves up again? It seems so! We carry so many thoughts around with us, and they prevent us from finding the path to freedom. Exhausted and worn out, we crawl towards the end.

We are weighed down by memories from the past. Unpleasant memories. We become more and more infirm, and the burden of life never lessens – we take it with us to our grave. We can only wait and hope for the next life, for the next opportunity to blossom. Green remains green and grey remains grey, we have to decide. To suffer or to love, what are we waiting for?