tree-hug on June 9

Back in the woods this morning.  A great eastern white pine tree-hug.

I felt this tree had many lessons about putting energy where it is needed the most.  Letting go of the past.  

Rays of sunshine appeared to brighten the moment.  Life continues.  ​

And a joyous singing wood-being lifted my spirits too. The wisdom of nature is timeless.  Present throughout time for all that choose to listen.  💚  Peace

When I googled eastern white pine I learned it is called the Tree of Peace by the Iroquois, League of Five Nations. Weapons were buried under this tree to seal peace agreements. After reading this I remembered the story and the necklace I purchased around 30 years ago at a festival near Rochester, NY.  It represents the Tree of Peace with the weapons buried beneath.  A stitch in time moment.  I will be thinking on this symbol for a while...