Like a lost child
Day 125 of my tree puja.
In which I feel welcomed into the community of nature.
The tree is such a friend! She pulls me outside to visit her in the chilly dark moments just before dawn. You only do that for a friend…
Strong, happy and in love.
Day 123 of my tree puja.
In which I feel the power and resilience of nature.
In spite of all that has been done to her…
Puja for two trees
Day 118 of my tree puja.
In which I compare my experience at home with offering to a tree in the bush.
Yesterday I did tree puja elsewhere. We held a retreat. Everyone did tree puja at dawn…
Nature is on Tiptoes
Day 45 of my tree puja. Blossoms all but gone, lengthening days feed an abundance of light to the eager leaves.
This morning has the quality of mist – like a cat’s fur without the cat, or cherry blossom without the tree. Still, silent, and soft, nature is on tiptoes, quietly breathing, nothing else.