Posted on Dec 17, 2012 in Blog | 0 comments

Looking back i realise that i`ve always been aware of nature spirits and that all life is sacred. Like any boy my active imagination meant that my backgarden was often transformed into the deck of a pirate ship and as i took up my bamboo cane sword and began to fight with my friend the odd wild sweep of the arm would catch a low branch of a tree or in this case a bush.

I immediately stopped and said sorry to the bush.” What do you mean “my friend said “you didnt touch me ? “

I know , i hit the bush and its alive.

My friend just looked at me like i was insane

“its just a bush “

But its alive and can feel things…

Er yeah , right….

Steve never came round to play much after that…

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