The Trees are Talking

I remember as a child getting my first pair of glasses. I was 7, I think.  Yep – so much the cool kid.  But anyway!  When we drove back from the optometrist, over to my grandparents’ home, I was wearing my new glassess.  I remember looking out of the window of the car, at the trip I had seen many times before, without knowing what I wasn’t seeing.  This time, as we drove along those familiar streets, I was enthralled by the leaves on the trees.  I felt mesmerised by them.  I hadn’t really known they were there.  Before that, they were just green trees.  Now, they were wonderful combinations of amazing small pieces made a glorious tree.  I had no idea what they were saying, but I couldn’t take my eyes off them.

I have always loved to relax in green spaces.  When I’m out of sorts, feeling lost in life or even just plain old sick, I yearn for green places.  Somewhere quiet where I can lay on the grass, and look up at the trees.  My absolute favourite thing.  No words, just communicating.

Fast forward, to 2012, and the trees were talking again.  I saw this floating somewhere on the interwebs, and thought YES!

And that was the start of a new conversation without words.  It was like I was suddenly drawn to look at trees, to see in them some of the “easy” I was yearning for.  I get trapped in the story that life requires us to “work hard”.  I find that looking at trees, reminds me that this is just a story that I’ve told myself a few too many times.  After all, trees, do plenty and yet nothing.  They supply the world’s oxygen, provide food, shelter and so much more.  They grow from tiny seeds, into glorious structures.  They reach for the sky, they bend in the wind, they take what they need, they never worry that there won’t be enough.  They let their roots sink deep into the earth, being both grounded and inspiring.  Just because.

And then, I found it.  This beautiful wooden tree pendant.  I immediately touched it, and decided it should come home with me.  To remind me of the amazing beauty, strength and vulnerability of trees.   Whenever I wear it, I feel the urge to touch it.  And it must be speaking to more than just me.  I have never had as many comments on an accessory, ever!

Imagine my reaction, when I was watching the London Olympic opening ceremony this morning and another tree arrived.  After the combined sleep deprivation of this week, the getting up in the dark to watch the celebrations, I saw this …

A beautiful tree.  Shared with the world, in all it’s glory.  I loved that the tree was part of the symbolism of the London Olympics Opening Ceremony, right from the old days until the modern times.  Just as it should be.  Cue tears.

Then I popped outside to feed our dogs, and got the final message that it was time to share that the trees are talking to me.  See this tree?  There was a time, in the urgency to remove the jungle that we bought (and I’m not joking – maybe one day I’ll be brave enough to share the early photos of our backyard), that this tree was subject to the “get rid of it” strategy.  It was pruned for a couple of years, before it was chopped, right back to a stump.

And suddenly, it’s back.  It’s not pretty.  It’s been harmed, then neglected and abandoned.  Left for dead.  But it is a stump no more.  It is now branches and leaves, reaching for the sky.  It even has a lemon.

Maybe I’m the glorious tree from the ceremony (I doubt that).  Maybe I’m the lemon tree (more like it).  Either way, it feels pretty peaceful to me.  It will be awesome, either way.  Can’t quite get the words around this.  Maybe they are still in the trees.

K xxx

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About Kathryn Hodges

Hi! I'm Kathryn. I have many hats in this life. I am a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother (of 4!), a friend, a keen try-er of yoga, a lawyer, a business owner, an avid reader and a lover of this electronic world and it's connections. As the Principal of a wonderful law firm on the Sunshine Coast, Qld, Australia, I focus on seeing my clients as people going through change and I am committed to practising mindfully that I am dealing with people and their families. Precious stuff, hey! I hope you enjoy learning more about the things that impact on me, my life and my practice. Please leave me a comment, as I'm sure you have something you can show or teach me. We're all in this learning thing, called life, together xx Oh, and my professional obligations mean I have to remind you that my opinions are my own.
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6 Responses to The Trees are Talking

  1. I love your writing Kathryn….have missed you lately. You gave me shivers with this topic, I felt like you were speaking my words…I feel the same about green spaces, exactly!! Bless you Miss Lemon Tree….they last forever :)) xx love Roni xx

    • Kathryn Hodges says:

      Thanks Roni,
      That is the sweetest thing I’ve been called in ages. I am adopting it right now as my little nickname for myself.
      Love, and swaying thoughts in the breeze,
      Miss Lemon Tree xx

  2. Debyl1 says:

    Miss Lemon Tree of Alphabet Rainbows…
    Visions of pure honest words,freedom and wide open spaces when I say it out loud.
    I just love it.Xx

  3. This wanting to be around “greenery” is actually an innate human “need”. We all actually NEED this and THIS is why even “cement jungles” like NYC (USA) have a green space (Central Park).

    If anyone laughs at your need to ‘touch’ trees, feel sympathy for them. Trees offer unconditional non judgement. They will listen. Always. They are also great conduits of earth energy so you can feel that ‘connection to all’ (whatever ‘all’ is to you).

    This needing to be around greenery is also the number one reason I live in the suburbs versus somewhere like Surfers Paradise on the GC. I love the water and beach too (don’t get me wrong on that hahaha)… yet the image you have on your blog says it all 🙂

    • Kathryn Hodges says:

      Thanks Vanessa!
      I love that feeling of connection. Thanks for giving me a bit more information about it.
      Thanks for stopping by,
      K xxx

  4. Pingback: When Life Gives You Lemons … | Alphabet Rainbows

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