And the wind said, may you be as strong as the oak, yet flexible as the birch. May you stand as tall as the redwood, live gracefully as the willow and may you always bear fruit all your days on this earth. Native American Prayer
We saw some beautiful Ghost Gums in the Northern Territory. Tall, grand giants of nature with sleek white trunks and striking branches, imperfect yet perfectly aligned.
Trees lifting their leafy arms to salute the sky. Strong and sturdy and bending in the wind, adapting to their landscape and to the elements around them.
It made me want to hug them, no surprise, most of you know by now I’m a tree hugger.
They dot the landscape, they line the dry river beds and color the terrain with their presence.
Trunks, leaves and branches of life surround us.
Back closer to home the old gum tree next door, dead as a doornail, still stands.
Barren and devoid of greenery, it’s nowhere near as beautiful as it once was, yet it’s stark branches are a home and haven for galahs, cockatoos, crows, rainbow laurikeets and kookaburras. The other day I even saw an Ibis perched there.
It’s proof that even dead branches serve a purpose, until the day comes that they’re cut down and then, in their burning, they become part of the earth again.
For in everything there is a season and a reason.
Out the back of my house, in the paddock beyond, a pile of branches waits to be burnt.
The pile has grown over the past month as trees are pruned and gardens are neatened.
Cutting down the old to make way for the new.
It makes me think about my life and the direction it’s heading. Letting go of old thought patterns and limiting beliefs, outdated ideas and expectations of others.
As I entrench myself on my new path and goals, new views are opening up to me and I feel a huge sense of excitement and expansion. There are moments of uncertainty amongst the wandering and at times I feel overwhelmed, but I remind myself that through the challenges come light and clarity.
It’s a bit like the tree isn’t it? As we cut down the old branches and discard what stunts it, we open up the possibility of new growth.
As I sat outside in the sunshine today I meditated and gave thanks:
- For the ground beneath me, keeping me steady
- For the grass underneath the soles of my feet that continually grows and renews
- For the sky above giving space
- For the sun above me giving light and warmth
- And for where I am on the journey, knowing that things are just as they should be.
And we can all do the same. May your life branch out and expand in all directions filling you with joy, hope and love.
Wishing you all strength, resolve and passion to go after what you want.
Don’t be scared of trimming down any branches in life that clear the path to a better way.
Keep looking up and enjoying the journey.
In light and love.
In response to Where’s my Backpack – Travel theme: Branches