A Conversation With An Angry Tree
It was a beautiful day today, so me and the kids headed to the park. There was a perfect climbing tree situated with a bench right under it. Of course, we climbed up on the tree. Nature is healing, right? After a few moments sitting on the tree I started feeling red, fire, agitated energy. “Perhaps we should ask the tree if it wants us to climb on it.”
I closed my eyes and at first saw hearts which instantly changed to the tree very angrily giving a, “fuck off” energy. This was not what I expected. I asked a few more times just to be sure and each time this tree responded with, “no, get off me.”
“This tree doesn’t want us climbing on it, kids. We need to get off.” So me and the kids got off the tree but the kids were persistent in finding out why.
I connected to the tree and saw a children’s ball. Maybe there is a ball stuck in the branches some where? So me and the kids looked and found nothing. I saw this ball again and thought that maybe children were throwing the ball at the tree and being unkind to it. I wasn’t getting alot of answers, but my kids were.
Is it a boy or a girl tree they asked? And instantly my daughter said, “girl.”
“Girl? Okay let me check. Yes, It is a girl!”
“Why are you angry?” I closed my eyes and saw a picture of a little boy looking up at the tree reaching his hands up which reminded me of the book The Giving Tree. Did something happen to this boy? Did the boy grow up to do something to the tree? I didn’t understand at the time what this image represented.
Then my son replied, “she is angry because she had a baby son tree right here (pointing to where he was standing) and he died.”
“Really?! Okay let me check.” I closed my eyes and indeed, saw a small baby tree right next to the big one slowly growing weak and falling over.”
“Wow! You are right! How did you know that?”
So we all sympathized with the tree and gave our condolences. Then tried to ask her if we could climb again. She was still hesitant and unsure but the anger was calming.
Then, my kids suggested we give her a gift. So they placed some flowers on her and even offered some of their snacks.
I asked her again and she was calming down but still gave me a, “No.”
I closed my eyes and just gave her my understanding and acknowledged her pain and anger. I was about to leave her alone but my kids wanted me to ask one more time. So I did, and this time she said yes.”
We climbed up on the tree and thanked her until the kids were ready to get down.
This tree had pain that needed to be acknowledge, just like the rest of us. I didn’t try to get anymore details about the events that occurred that made this tree so angry. Perhaps my own son was a trigger for her. But what I do know is that something significant happened that lead me to ask, “is nature healing me or am I the one healing nature?”
What I remembered today is that I am not separate from nature, I am part of it. We hear so often how nature is healing to us but we have such a strong effect on our natural surrounding as well. Just as singing to plants helps them grow bigger and stronger or negative frequencies from technology can kill plants. The key to shift this realm always leads back to us and how much power we truly hold here.
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Bobbi Ravenstein
I LOVE THIS STORY.!!! 🥰🥰🥰