I often find myself feeling unnecessarily concerned with people and what I consider sacred nature. As an example, I’m often very irritated when I notice someone on the trail that runs behind our house not respecting the geese. Actually many times I just sit and wait and smile because I’ve seen a mad goose in action.
A couple days ago while trail walking, I was suspiciously eyeing a guy and a small child in the distance pushing something against a tree up ahead. As I got closer he was moving away from the tree with a camera in his hand. As I approached, he told me there were baby raccoons in a hole in the dead tree that he and his son had been checking on and photographing every day. I felt contagious joy and connection to this man and his smiling little boy.
So today as I approached the tree, I looked into the dark hole and saw nothing so I stuck my phone into the hole and started snapping pictures.
It wasn’t until I got home out of the sunlight that I was able to see what the eye of my phone captured. #gratitude #nature
I’m confident that the more I’m able to process the quietness of my soul, the easier it will be for me to shut it down and appreciate the individual moments. Each time I realize I have too many thoughts deflecting peace of mind, the quicker I seem to be able to shut it down! It happened this afternoon driving Detroit to Toledo. I found myself peaking at natures beauty of the fall tree colors but was interrupted thinking about the weekend…planning..thinking about the return trip on Sunday and then I was able to stop!
No way could my camera pick up the beauty but my soul soaked it in.
We had dinner at a sweet little local Italian restaurant tonight with Corey, Tracy and Erin…missing our girl, Mary Beth! It is going to be a wonderful weekend full of conversation and love! I have chosen beautiful friends.
GroundHog commented on yesterday’s blog “Empty Houses have no soul” that he also felt there were evil trees….I was quite taken aback by his comment because I’m a tree hugger and never, ever been in the presence of an evil tree. He expounded on it in his blog this morning and I understand what he sees….and feels?
I have always soaked up a lot of peaceful energy from trees. Years ago, we planted two weeping willow trees and because of the awesome wet soil, they became massive weeping willow trees in just a few years. During many of my high anxiety moments, I would walk down to the trees, stand under them, gently stroke the leaves and just feel. I felt peace and healing. There was a willow tree at a camping spot at Red Rock Lake that I used to lay my head back on the lawn chair and just let the peacefulness soak in. I’ve always used this picture I copied from the internet as my blog profile picture.
I think my Dad had a similar love for trees; but, I question that he would admit to their healing power. My dad loved to plant trees in our backyard when I was growing up. My mother, of course, used to complain that there were too many trees..I interpreted her words for dislike and I didn’t like her for it! I was shocked many years later when he had a grove of trees bulldozed out of the family farm in order to make more room for crops. This was my grandma’s farm and he rented out the farm ground so I understood the reason for losing the grove of trees…but I didn’t like it!
….and just to pass along a little family joke….One year we were on vacation…I have no idea which state we were driving through but we passed by a grove of weeping willow trees. I made the off hand remark that you just don’t see weeping willows trees very often…sometimes it would be wiser to just keep my thoughts inside my head…to this day the family remembers…and they always point out weeping willows to me with the words…you just don’t see weeping willows very often…and to this day, I always give them the “side look”.