THE TREES

The ugly head of a storm laughs as it rips the two strong, weathered, trees apart

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The owl hoos ominously, as the long roots of both trees are ripped out ever so slowly.

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The first tree comes loose as he carefully untangles his long, prickly, roots from his mate and seeks a new Forest to grow in.

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The first tree.. is now quiet and lonely.. in her old forest, as she is stuck and stunted on uncertain ground.. she is scared of the silence at first..

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Her roots were ripped out by the storm. but one day she will find new fertile soil and she will learn to grow again on her own in her own bright new forest. 

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She will gain comfort in the solace of her own company, strength in her own roots, and sustenance from her unwavering spirit.

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The nights will sometimes blow cold and uncaring winds, as the old forest has changed, it is new and alien.. far different than it used to be.

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Her small seedlings are blown back and forth between the two forests.. but the tree knows their roots will stay strong and growing.

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One day they will plant their own seedlings in their own forests and they will learn from this time during the storm of change.

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Everyone around me has changed and has left.. but I am still here...a tree alone in its old forest..waiting for the sun to start shining.

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An alien out of time

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I live in a time and culture that I just don't  understand or identify with. It all feels so foreign to me.

Yes, due to medical advancements we live longer lives but most of us spend our days, weeks, months and years working hard to obtain luxuries that ultimately leave us feeling empty inside.

Gone are the days of innocence, of simplicity. Too busy to appreciate the beauty that surrounds us.

We marry out of convenience, somebody willing to fit into our paradigm, someone to please us and fufill our needs and desires.

True love has become a fairytale and we so desperately fear being alone that we settle, breed and walk away when we are no longer satisfied.

We want instant gratification on our terms and with a sense of entitlement seek what we desire elsewhere if our needs aren't being met.

Gone are the days of devotion, faithfulness, and honor.

We spend money we don't have to fill some deep void within, then work harder to obtain more.

Honestly, I don't want to fit in. I desire a life full of joy, simplicity, family, love and passion. 

A life that includes afternoon tea, Sunday brunch around the dining room table, reading stories of ancient cultures and distant lands.

A life full of laughter, early morning snuggles and cozy, winter evenings nestled in front of the the fire surrounded by those I love.

Summers spent catching fireflies and walking barefoot through the woods, picking wildflowers along the way.

And I live in a fantasy world? I think not.

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