Trees

Original Roots

I often walk to regain energy or shift my perspective. I walk as meditation. I walk when I'm upset or happy, numb or thriving. I feel most alive with nature, and I am lucky to have so much so close to me.

I have always connected deeply with trees. They make me smile. I will stop and observe them and run my fingers along the intricate divots wondering how they were formed.

Even when I was young, my grandmother and I would walk and say hi to the trees. Our favorite was a weeping willow on the walk to Montessori school. She used to call it the umbrella tree. We would hide under it during the rain.

The more I grew, the more I felt I had been a tree before. My connection to them was so undeniable. I thought, perhaps at some point, I became tired of being human, and I became a tree to observe the world. I liked the thought.

Now, I have found that almost all of my close friends feel that they, too, were trees at some point, and it's got me thinking. Maybe it wasn't just taking a break. Maybe we were all part of the original forest of this planet - so rooted and in love with source itself. Maybe that's why this time as humans, we're so connected and passionate about the earth.

Hmmm.. I like that a lot.