So many emotions and thoughts stirring inside me since saying good bye to Scout. I've shared before that my heart is more open during my tree-hugs. Today the hurt in my heart was so close to the surface that I wasn't sure I could actually do it. We took a little time to sit on a log and cry, before finding this special tree. Being in the woods is a comfort. There is no judgment.
You can see how perfect this tree was for a surrendering hug.
It's graceful bends and curves reminded me of the importance of going with the flow. If I'm sad, I'm sad. It's okay. If I'm struggling, I'm struggling. It's okay. If I'm grieving, I'm grieving. It's okay.
But, it's also showed me it's deep and sturdy bark. It bends and flows as the tree grows and reaches for the light. To me this is miraculous.
And so I was consoled. My heart feels lighter. I continue my journey. Day by day.
Grateful for the love coming from the trees, and all the forest creatures and beings, and from loved ones and friends near and far.