Our Friends, the Trees
Have you ever watched a tree on a really blustery day? How you’re certain it’s going to snap at any moment, but instead something that looks so sturdy, so solid, bends and bows to the whim of the wind….
I find this miraculous. Yes, trees break, their limbs crack off and fall to the ground, and eventually they die. But even then, a tree’s life goes on. Rather than being the one to stretch tall and reach for the heavens, its energy, its decaying mass, makes room for the new that wouldn’t be possible without its death. And in time, new growth, verdant and stronger than its predecessor, sprouts and thrives.
In nature, nothing is wasted ~ nothing. I find that heartening.
The wind has been blowing in my neck of the woods as of late. Blistering hot and bitingly cold, wicked and yet, gentle. Subtle shifts of heat and cold air mix to create an amalgamation of energy and movement.
Some of us tend not to pay a great deal of attention to these minute shifts in energy unless they become so strong, we’re likely to be blown over.
Our friends, the trees have much to teach us.
They know that winds blow ~ hot and cold ~ a gentle kiss or a strong kick, and they’re prepared. They’re able to reach for the sky because they’ve already established their root system ~ their foundation that allows them to bend and not break. Evidence that being firmly rooted in the here and now, in this very present moment, gives us the strength we need to face our own storms….
It’s also this very foundation that allows us to love wholly and to be holy loved.
If you haven’t done so lately, take a moment ~ take many moments ~ to re-establish your foundation, to feed its roots… your roots.
Supplement the soil in which you are planted with things that make you thrive ~ water, good food, sunlight, fresh air… laughter, self-love and care….. And if you don’t like where you’re planted? Uproot yourself, shift the ick by amending your soil with joy and hope, compassion and curiosity, and the gumption to claim and create the kind of life you’ve always wanted.
You deserve all the love you can give yourself. Trees don’t bemoan their circumstances; they stand tall and firm and reach for what they need to thrive. They stand together; some even interlace their root systems, creating a network of energy, a network of stability, of love, of compassion and understanding. A place where ‘me too’ is a known factor, where hearts are open wide, where boundaries are clearly defined and defended, where love thrives.
Like our friends the trees, you have the divine right to create the kind of root system that allows you to bend, to weather the storm ~ to KNOW you matter, that you count. That the shade you provide, the shelter you create as you stretch, as your limbs grow tall and strong and wide make us all taller and surer within our own selves.
So, stand tall, replant yourself if you need to, in the nourishment of knowing you are loved and that this world needs you as much as it needs me, as much as it needs each of us.
We are the trees within the forest dancing in the wind of Life.
Grow deep, grow strong. Drink up the life that is you.