Tree Hugger 4 Life

Years ago I was having a conversation with Mimi, my paternal grandmother, in the last of her 101 years on this Earth. She was fascinated by the trees. When I drove with her she would almost giggle as she pointed them, saying ‘oh my! Aren’t they just beautiful?!?!’

I have always been a treehugger. Literally. You will definitely find me comfortably wrapping my arms around that rough or smooth bark, and taking a breath. I love them too. They are around us in the city, breathing all this toxicity and giving us cleaner air so we can breathe. They hold our soil so the rains won’t take it away. Standing so strong, a mirror of root systems reflecting the branches above, they always are working to build the space to hold the community above and below us.

This morning, I took a slow walk. Trying to remember to breathe when I start my day. When I breathe, I celebrate that I am a part of the process, healing and growing everyday. I saw a tree standing against the mountains in the backyard. Breathe Innnnnnn. Hold that. Breathe Ouuuuut. We got this.

Trees hold so much! The birds, ants, caterpillars, the bugs trying to get under the bark, the worms at the base with the rolly polly’s and mycelium, the lichens, bacteria…the list could go on beyond imagination….Everyone eating with a place to rest and call home. They are the OG of food sovereignty.

I look up and perched so perfectly on a branch, a falcon looks at me. A message. I had this feeling that our gardens are like trees. They are a place to hold our community, we explore in them, we forage and feed ourselves from them, sometimes we just sit and breathe or maybe we move around them working to help them out.

Maybe we can become like trees for the Earth. Be the vessel for her to grow, repair, and build her soil.

Sending love and revolutionary blessings today in exponentially and synergistic ways, y'all! Happy Earthday Everyday!

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