I’m writing this under a tree.
I needed space.
The world likes to take from you.
And I admit, I take from the world sometimes, too,
when I know I’m not at my state of joy
or connectedness.
But when I’m not connected to myself,
I’ve learned what I need.
Silence.
Solitude.
Nature.
Nature never takes.
Nature just sits, chills,
sucks up the water,
soaks up the sun.
Nature needs nature, too.
Trees wave to the others;
trees stand up, sturdily and courageously .
Let’s be like trees to our friends.
The next time you are with your friends,
ask yourself:
What type of friend would a tree be?
How would a tree support your friends?
What are trees trying to say to you?
What do trees think about?
