Monday, July 6, 2009

the Oak

There is an oak so old and big it had to be chained to help keep it from splitting in two. When I saw the oak I thought how sad for it to have such an injury and scar. I walked up to hug it and something amazing happened. I heard it say thank you in the most odd deep still tone so still it was almost not there. So I said you are welcome.

I love that tree and go to see it when I can. It recognizes me when I approach it. Without question I hug the tree and send it my love and healing or whatever I have in energy. I figure it can convert my energy as it pleases for what it needs. I would say the tree is male but I wouldnt know for sure. Im not a studier of trees nor did I ask it questions. Just a simple recognition of its existence, its shade, Its years of beauty to the human eye, its pain, and its solitude. I have talked with many a tree but I have to say no other was as simple and clear as the oak. I felt a kinship to it.

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