Dialogue with the trees

I find myself with a congregation of trees quite often and always I stroll away with a message that makes leaving the assembly a walk in holy reverence… with holy reverence

I once asked Trees how they bear Nature’s elements and accept it so resiliently

They waved their branches summoning me to enjoy the sudden yet well-timed breeze with them. It was as if there was an invisible orchestra waiting to serenade me with answers

…these trees… I pondered

The invitation was so compelling I was not anymore concerned about my intended schedule then, nor ever after; neither have I been so obedient in life thus far...

I tell you… these trees

There is one elder that has grown in wisdom. It has only one branch alive. The rest of the branches stick out in the air with such integrity it made me just stare in space for a very long while- speechless. I watched birds make their happy landing on dead branches still with much purpose. These creatures of flight pause long enough to perform a hymn of praise to spring with a gratitude that herald summer and thanksgiving to Life for preparing a live stage on which to perform their rendition. Needless to say, the first time I met with this tree, I felt a surge of new meaning for enjoying Life term’s- not being less than I can when doing more become unimportant. Making a special trip to this tree is since then becoming a ritual. So many more lessons ahs been learnt from this silent offer of wisdom

As for the pines with some of their branches choosing to grow right through the fences it made me strong in times I too, needed to burst through the walls of adversity. I felt like I was receiving a medal straight from Life just when I was about to wonder aloud if life ever gives diplomas and degrees for high calibre triumph of tough times. The tree was so in tune with what my mind was thinking and my heart was feeling that it understood my attitude of gratitude- it curtsied in like appreciation of my honouring its message and was grateful that I took the time to watch it and actually be one with it and learn from it

There is one that provides shelter and a pit stop for nurturing; the first time I set eyes on it I thought wow this one seem to have lived its years. A few days later it was waiting for my presence to witness my shortcoming- I underestimated the tree's appearance. The tree was just patiently waiting its turn to receive new leaf of life. I was stunned at how tree of seeming dry twigs sprung to full being in time for my first picnic of rejuvenation. That was not just an ah moment it was an om moment or rather the beginning of many om and ah moment with this tree full of life

And to celebrate my making time to attend class fully-attentive that day, at Earth School’s silent request, Flowers fragranced me with sweet aromas that still lingers on just like all the lessons that Trees has taught me and continue to teach me in a whole new way each day- how great it is to be alive and feel life’s force flowing in and through me just like it does in the trees