Kari

Another beautiful post..... You have such a way of writing that gives everything its own personality, and I truly felt how much you missed the tree.

I have a birch tree in my back garden, and I have just looked out to it and seen it in a totally different way to how I used to see it. It was one of the main reasons I took the house, along with four squirrels visiting the garden the day I came to see the house, but recently I haven't really had the time to appreciate my tree. I have had a very stressful couple of years in some ways, took me 3 years after detox to discover a biochemical problem that still existed for me after not eating sugars, which developed a year after detox, and even with help from Kathleen it has taken me this long to identify it. I finally am eating the way I should be after 2 years of it being wrong, and am feeling the way I did the first year again.

Hopefully I will have time to appreciate things now that I have sorted that problem out.

Thanks for making me see things differently, the way they should be seen.

Love

Jane
xx

: Many of you may remember my Radiant
: Tree from a few years ago. I was
: thinking about her this morning as
: I ate breakfast on my porch,
: staring at the spot where she once
: stood – where she watched over me,
: spoke to me, danced for me and
: protected me. If you do not know
: about my Radiant Tree here is a
: little something about her.

: Though this tree did not belong to me
: it was part of my world. It
: brightened my day and shaded my
: face. A few feet outside my
: weathered fence its beautiful
: trunk stood tall and strong and
: mighty. Its long powerful branches
: reaching for the sky, protecting
: me from the sun. Its trunk showed
: the scars of old age. How old? I
: am not sure but old in cottonwood
: years. I could sit for hours and
: just watch this tree dance and
: listen to her sing with the help
: of the wind. It brought such peace
: to my heart. I called it my
: Radiant Tree. Every moment I could
: I thanked Mother Nature for her
: gift to me. I was very saddened
: when my neighbor, who of course
: did not see or feel as I did for
: this tree, reported he was tearing
: it down. He was afraid that the
: tree was getting old and that it
: had become weakened. I could
: almost hear the tree sob as she
: overheard our conversation. I
: cried for this tree, I mourned the
: loss of this Radiant Tree.

: This morning as I sat on my porch
: watching over this spot I started
: thinking of her, remembering her.
: Remembering how even the slightest
: bit of wind would send every leaf
: dancing. Remembering how the wind
: would speak through her.
: Remembering the sounds of her
: songs as the wind urged her to
: sing. Remembering how birds dotted
: through out would singing their
: thanks to her. Remembering how she
: would gently caressed the
: squirrels making them feel
: welcomed and at home. Remembering
: how watching her dance and
: listening to her sing would bring
: such joy to my world and happiness
: to my heart. In her absence it did
: bring another beautiful site – an
: amazing picture of Colorado
: mountains in the far distance.
: This morning as I sat and ate my
: breakfast I remembered her and the
: joy she brought into my world.
: Even in her absence I felt the joy
: and happiness. Like Kathleen says,
: our cells remember. This morning
: beyond a different neighbor’s
: house I noticed another Cottonwood
: Tree, who knows perhaps a distant
: cousin. It to was dancing in the
: light breeze; shaking from it its
: morning drew. The way the waking
: sun kissed the leaves making them
: shimmer was simply breathtaking.
: It was too far for me to hear it
: makes it morning speech, but that
: was okay because at least I could
: see and enjoy its dance. And it
: brought such peace and joy to my
: heart.

: Kari