I’ve had a close spiritual relationship with trees ever since I was a little girl. My mom, sister and I would always stop at a particular tree along the path to our neighborhood playground, because I “needed” to say hi to it. On one such excursion – around age five – I lost a favorite cap somewhere between the tree and the playground. I didn’t notice until we reached the tree on our way home, but when I did, I was most upset! I can’t remember if the cap had been a present from my grandfather (who left the body when I was three), or if the cap just reminded me of him. In any case, I was devastated to lose this cap! We looked everywhere, but it was nowhere in sight.
I asked the tree and my grandfather to help me find my cap, even as my mom tried to console me that it was probably gone for good. Lo and behold, on our next trip to the playground, perhaps a week later, when I stopped to say hi to my tree, the cap was there! I don’t know how it got there, but somehow I always figured the tree had something to do with it. At the very least, the tree had protected it from the rainy weather that had kept us away for a week.
Ever since then, I’ve turned to trees for solace in times of struggle. I also celebrate trees! Yes, I hug them. I thank them for their solid wisdom, for bearing with the humans, for offering beauty and strength, and I send them Reiki.
I have several good tree friends in Madison, but one holds a special place in my heart. It’s a very stately one along a bike path that forks off towards Lake Mendota. Recently, I noticed that the tree seemed sad, so I walked over to find out why. Someone had splattered it with orange graffiti, and the tree felt abused and ugly. When I saw the graffiti, I looked up and admired the tree’s wide branches, then looked down and imagined all the roots stretching forth underground. “You’re beautiful,” I said –with both my mind and out loud. I touched its bark, both the graffiti parts and the pristine, wise skin.
Tree-hugging isn’t just for hippies. Scientists recently discovered what Druids knew long ago: trees give off electricity. We feel good in the woods because groves of trees offer twice the negatively and positively charged ions of less natural spots. Electricity –a form of energy — goes both ways. We can recharge ourselves, but our own hearts and bodies can send love back to the trees, just by being there. The more present we allow ourselves to become, the greater the exchange.
One of my goals for 2012 is to learn how to identify more trees. I can tell the obvious ones like birch, hawthorn, willow or elder, but leaves and fruits sure help the ID process! I want to identify all the trees, as well as the mushrooms that grow on them, and understand the mini eco-systems that grow beneath them.
For now, while I still don’t know the names of all the trees I encounter, I still say hi. Just like friendly neighbors, certain trees have always caught my attention wherever I’ve lived. Some I have visited regularly as destination points. Some neighbors you get to know; others are like smiling fixtures of your experience, even if you never learn their name.
Have you hugged a tree today? If not, why not? They’re full of love, wisdom, and grounding energy and they can touch the sky!
Tree Love republished with permission.
Laura Bruno is a tree-hugging, wild and raw food loving Medical Intuitive, Soul Reader, Tarot Reader, and Reiki Master Teacher who lives in modern hippie-ville Madison, Wisconsin. In addition to gardening, foraging and painting abandoned doors into portals, Laura runs an international intuitive business and has written three books: “If I Only Had a Brain Injury,” “The Lazy Raw Foodist’s Guide,” and the novel, “Schizandra and the Gates of Mu.” You can find Laura at her online home, http://laurabruno.wordpress.com, where she shares esoteric crunchy wisdom to increase the love and freedom vibes on Mother Earth.