Ive grown to know and love dearly a number of trees within wandering distance of my lodges.. the aunts I often call them..I once asked a dear friend if she could 'see' them as we wandered close by..their voices silent to those who keep their heart under tight grip. At first she seemed hesitant to say.. and then a soft smile and light came from within.. I watched as her eyes gazed upon each one in sight.
Such a beautiful moment of awareness.
Ive been spending a bit of time with a newly discovered.. or perhaps I should say.. a newly introduced tree. She stands beside my lodge and tells of many things. She is a witch of many moons.
In honour of her love and wisdom.. namaste
