11/04/2025
Ode to My Favorite Tree. I guess it's inevitable that you become a kooky tree lady the more spiritual you get. And it seems to come with age too, when you begin to appreciate the journey of other aged things. On the eve of a move, I would like to wax poetic on my favorite tree...
This birch tree buckles at her base, as if her crown of branches is weighty, but she is determined to carry it. She shows me that her path was not straight and easy, but she endured.
She has 3 eyes: one on the inside of our house, which she sits so close to; one angled up and toward her branches; and the largest is straight up to the sky. She reminds me to keep an eye on those around you, those you love and support, and those that support you.
She has lost most of her golden leaves in her recent shedding, trusting the cycle of what falls away.
May I remember all these lessons.
I encourage those interested to look closer at the trees. They hold great wisdom.
