This summer was a challenging one for trees, as they burned by the thousands in several continents, or tiering to find enough water and humidity in the air here in Europe, or because they were cut to make space for roads, houses, or industrial plants anywhere. Yet trees create a breathing eco-system that feeds us every day, a ground that manifests love and life through visible and invisible connections. As Rose writes,
“It felt like home this forest floor as if I had known it forever. At the age of four, a day is like eternity, the ground you tread on, sacred.”
Yes, indeed this ground is sacred and alive and the older I grow the more I appreciate this body called earth I am allowed to dwell on for a little while longer. Nurturing the ground in which the trees grow and develop, treasuring a living tree however humble in size and beauty, is worth my time.