I just love trees! Looking at them, watching how they blow in the breeze and even how they continue to exist after they have experienced some mighty harrowing moments. Even though they are rained upon, often filled with critters who seek to build their homes and are hacked to bits by people who believe the trees are in their way, they stand tall and strong.
I prefer to enjoy them in their natural environments. What I mean by that, is that I watch them do their thing, without feeling the need to join them. It’s okay that I am sitting a distance away, or watching them through my windows, it is as though we respect each other’s space.
We have a towering pine in our backyard, and a variety of ornamentals throughout the front yard. The house directly across the street is surrounded by trees of all kinds, many of them stretch 50-75 feet into the air. As I sit here and write, I can turn my head to the right or the left and get lost in the most amazing sights.
As I watch the trees, I feel they are speaking to me, sharing their secrets and helping me to appreciate my own. And even though the leaves are brilliant and beautiful to watch, adding their magnificent colors to the world, my favorite view of the trees is when they are bare. That’s right! To see their trunks and limbs growing every which way, to me, shows their authenticity. It makes me appreciate my rawness for what it is and encourages me to just BE without apology or competition.
After years of feeling I had to conform, I feel inspired by trees to simply let go and live for the sheer pleasure of living.
Thank you, to the trees
For helping me to find peace
Standing tall and strong
You are who you are
You encourage me to be
With no excuses
Your wisdom just flows
My hungry heart can connect
And love fills my life
©2016 Annette Rochelle Aben