It’s time to come clean and share my experience of the most intimate love affair one could ever hold on to. It isn’t a secret to all. Some already know since it’s been part of me for years. This love affair is not like any other. It’s beyond special. It is an extension of me. It is me…
Trees. I love and connect with trees on a level of pure bliss. My love affair with trees began long ago. I love painting them. I love sitting with them. But mostly I love to hug them. When you hug a tree, it hugs you right back. It calms you. It grounds you. It fills the lungs a different breathe. A deeper experience of life and all living things… A tree and me connect. The energy dances and I feel nothing, but peace. Interchangeably. To really hug a tree, one must offer time and stillness. Touch its thick rough trunk, it feels so grand. Lean onto it, feel how it holds you in its safety and might. Bow your forehead to connect your third eye with its wisdom, stability, clearity…. Look up at its crown to affirm your smallness, yet of your potential. Oh, how I love my trees, and they love me back. No questions. No if’s or why’s. No pain. No trust issues. No disappointments. No worries. No waiting… It is always there, in its magnificent presents. And all I have to do is show up… The best love affair one could ever hold on to.