No matter where I go, a tree is always close by, providing comfort and connection to the universe. I love trees and need to be in their midst.
When I pause and reflect on all the great and ancient trees, all the trees whose branches provide shelter in the form of homes, furniture, firewood, and what our lives would be like without them, I am rendered silent, grateful.
present to shelter and soothe me from any or all of life’s challenges.
More importantly, trees steady me, remind me that I am on solid ground regardless of where I am, even in a foreign land, where I neither speak the language, nor know the intricacies of the culture. Yet I belong.
I belong. I have roots. I am sheltered. I will not be moved from doing what is my divine plan.