Who and “What” We Are In Comparison to a Mighty Tree.

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I heard a beautiful saying the other day, and it was simply this: “Fall in Love with Boredom.” It seems that there are so many of us looking for the next “quick fix,” the next “beep” of our phones, the newest Netflix show to binge – and with all of that I can’t help but wonder – what does that tree outside of your door think of that???

I am not going to deny that trees are majestic beings, they are without a doubt, our last connection with mother nature. Sure, there are animals out there that make us stop and wonder – but on a sunny day, in a nearby park, we can walk in silence among these great beings and never feel alone.

“In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfill themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. She wants to be nothing except what she is. That is home. That is happiness.”

I never thought I could understand something so beautiful. In my small mind, in comparison to this Universe, I think that I am somehow closer to God. God made the Mighty Tree, He made the Earth, but can I, will I, could I understand how infinitely Grand this Life is from where I stand.

I found solace in the New Testament this year, but I’m not typical compared other readers of the Bible. I masturbate, in my mind a sin, so I think I am not “Holy” and what makes a “good’ Christian. But here I stand, after enduring the horrors of my past, surrounded on a beautiful island with majesty’s trees – walking upon what Jesus taught me to finally “see,” and what we are taking for granted around us. I can SEE so clearly, beyond the hospitals, the doctors, the pills and everything else in between. I am not perfect, but in His eyes I am.

Who makes the twisted limbs and barks of a tree? Who makes the dark spots on my face from all the acne? Who makes the rings of Her bark after years of enduring the weather and turmoil of the Elements? Who makes the Sun shine in my eyes as I look upon Her, with Grace and Beauty of my old age?

I stand, like the tree. I am in love with boredom and monotony. I can live a regular life and go to work, pay taxes, and just be happy with the mediocrity. Adventure, hah, is that what we seek? Is that “rush” and that “thrill” all we seek? The highs of marijuana. Bah. The high of alcohol. Bah. The “high” of whatever drug out there, or just the “high” from a new “spark” kindled from some idiot we met on a dating site that we are just gonna ghost anyways. Do you see how we have limited ourselves?? Why can’t we stand tall and proud in the breeze like a mighty tree? Or even just take a nice book and sit at her base and read happily on a beautiful Spring Day?

We have lost our way.

I envy Her, the mighty tree – but I know when I talk to Her, she makes me feel alive again because after all, she is my lovely neighbor on this Good Green Earth.

God Bless.

Stay tuned.

About shatteredwishes

I am in my late-thirties just trying to figure out life in a big city. "When in life you are handed lemons, make a vodka martini." "When I am happy I enjoy the music, but when I am sad I understand the lyrics."
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1 Response to Who and “What” We Are In Comparison to a Mighty Tree.

  1. Beautiful post!
    You might like this post I wrote about 5 simple lessons we can learn from tree’s!
    I hope you enjoy 🙂

    https://groundinggrowth.com/2019/01/13/5-simple-lessons-we-can-learn-from-trees/

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