I passed this tree on my walk today. I always find that I am comforted when I see its roots. If I am feeling groundless and unsure this tree cantilevered into the side of the mountain holds me. A friend once told me that she felt a strong vortex of energy whenever she stands in front of it. I understand why, I always feel a pull to pause.
Up ahead and around the bend is a tree that fell in the recent storm. I pass another friend who is grieving the loss of it. “Don’t you remember it created a portal?” he asks.
When I first passed by the fallen tree, it was strange but I could not remember it ever standing. Later, I was able to place it. “Yes,” I said. “I sure do remember. I remember now.” Trees really do hold the space for us.
I had even attached a person’s energy to each of the trees in that portal. So that my friends are never far from me, even though many are gone.
Interesting that the fallen tree originally appeared more firmly planted in the ground than the one pictured above.
“Wow! It has very shallow roots!” a friend remarked, after witnessing the downed tree’s tethers dangling in the unearthed dirt.
This trek got me to thinking about my roots and what helps us to stand tall in the changing weather. What sustains me? What do I need to strengthen?
And what roots do I have that are actually very strong even though they may appear vulnerable or unusual to another?
What about you? Where does your support flow in from? What are the unexpected sources?
~ KB