07-10-2013, 05:10 PM
Ahah, I almost forgot about the crystal rock I gave to my rosebush! I'd found it at the beginning of spring during the last cleaning outs of the garden space, it was clean even for being in the dirt, and I liked it a lot. I was going to take it inside with me but I set it down for a moment and left it outside - when I thought of retrieving it something told me it wanted to stay there - so I found a comfy place for it, between the rosebush and its cage, to still be in the garden space.
"My tree" (I call it, although I consider all trees "my trees" and all things "my things", but this tree is the only one actually in my fence/property line that's fully grown, and I've lived on this property for 9 of the last 15 years) has a squirrel nest, so often we find little walnut shells with perfectly cut little holes in them that we collect as gifts from the squirrels/trees.
I have a little bird bath that I rescued from my neighbor's curb last year, that's in the shape of a mushroom with an upside down top. I love it and fill it up for the squirrels/birds that live in the tree and nearby ones, and try to channel all my love and light into the water and welcome any animals that want to visit. I get wonderful nature in my urban backyard.
I need to spend more time with the trees, they resonate so warmly to me. My tree was very happy, I could feel it. Very soon after I awakened this year I was visiting the cemetery with my grandmother to see my grandfather and the rest of her family's graves, and I was admiring the lovely, proud, tall, and straight trees that dotted the space. I opened up to one and tears stung my eyes as I was overwhelmed with the feeling of melancholy pride, as if they took their job very, very seriously.
Very good talks. I'm sure we've done nature work together. I'm sure we're doing it now as well. Love your trees, my friends!! We take them so for granted!

"My tree" (I call it, although I consider all trees "my trees" and all things "my things", but this tree is the only one actually in my fence/property line that's fully grown, and I've lived on this property for 9 of the last 15 years) has a squirrel nest, so often we find little walnut shells with perfectly cut little holes in them that we collect as gifts from the squirrels/trees.
I have a little bird bath that I rescued from my neighbor's curb last year, that's in the shape of a mushroom with an upside down top. I love it and fill it up for the squirrels/birds that live in the tree and nearby ones, and try to channel all my love and light into the water and welcome any animals that want to visit. I get wonderful nature in my urban backyard.
I need to spend more time with the trees, they resonate so warmly to me. My tree was very happy, I could feel it. Very soon after I awakened this year I was visiting the cemetery with my grandmother to see my grandfather and the rest of her family's graves, and I was admiring the lovely, proud, tall, and straight trees that dotted the space. I opened up to one and tears stung my eyes as I was overwhelmed with the feeling of melancholy pride, as if they took their job very, very seriously.
Very good talks. I'm sure we've done nature work together. I'm sure we're doing it now as well. Love your trees, my friends!! We take them so for granted!