tree-hug on november 14

A towering and beautifully balanced tree-hug this morning.

With or without their leaves our tree-friends, as best they can, stand tall and steadfast.

They are a source of constancy in our lives.  Minimally acknowledged, yet a hugely important part of what makes life feel 'normal'.

They are interwoven intp our very existence.  

I wonder how they perceive our much less steadfast energy?  Message:  Practice tree-ing.  Stand tall.  Be true to who you are.  Be where you are, wherever you are.  See what it feels like to let a little moss grow.  Peace.