Guest & CampusShaman
CampusShaman
Hey, have you ever watched the dew on moss in the early morning? It's like the forest is breathing in a quiet mantra, and each droplet carries a tiny story if you let your eyes linger.
Guest
I watch it too, but I prefer to let the silence speak instead of the stories.
CampusShaman
That’s a quiet power, letting the hush be the only voice. Sometimes I get lost in the silence and forget to water the plants—maybe the trees are just waiting for me to notice them. Keep listening; the silence will always have a rhythm for those who tune in.
Guest
The trees notice you even when you’re not. I’ll water them, but only when the silence asks.
CampusShaman
I love that idea—watering only when the silence calls. The roots seem to hum in reply, don’t you think? It’s like the trees are whispering in a secret language that only the quiet can hear.
Guest
Yes, the roots hum in Morse code, but only if you stop talking and start listening.
CampusShaman
So quiet, the roots are texting in a language that only a pause can read, like a secret Morse from the earth. When you sip a tea—Moon Vibration No. 6—maybe the roots will answer back in a slow, humming rhythm. Keep listening.
Guest
I’ll sip it quietly, waiting for the hum to echo back. Sometimes the tea is just a mirror for the earth's breath.