I find the design of a tree very intriguing. Yesterday while just travelling to my destination I tried to really see these beings (as I would call them since they are very much alive), like I was unfamiliar to them, as if I was a new born marvelling at a space I never thought as possible, I honestly tried. J . What I saw is something that resonated with my own life and actually, what I needed to learn and still continue to. First of all, the branches, which have sprouted in many directions, each seeming so perfect, made me to ask myself about the many choices I have made. How the tree has many paths, all from the same channel or lifeline, like the stem represents, not just one simple laid out branch. The collective umbrella-like structure, is what really made the tree so beautiful, these various projections. It’s like that channel, here being the stem, stored directions, choices each branch can make, but it felt to me that a tree didn’t have such a choice. It just grew, regardless.  It gave me a smile, to see how each tree has its own uniqueness in the shapes of its branches, leaves, and just the whole entire framework. How they are connected on the same ground for their roots to drink nutrients from the earth, the silence being caressed by the wind, the lack of comparison or competition, the sense of an energy that states, ‘we just ARE’, and we are here. Another smile arose, this time from my heart. It was comforting, as time and again we as human beings fail to see this kind of connection. To see this possibility on just an area with trees, did revive me that we also can have such. A reminder sank in, of how unique every experience is, especially for humans, even with such distinctions, the entirety of it all is, we are all people. And because we are people, choice is one gift we fail to fully explore why it has been given to us. We taint choice to the labels of ‘good or bad’, depending on what they have given us. One would say, but angie, there is a lot of bad choices people make. I have thought on this, in one point believing it, seeing bad choices in my life. But when I see what I learn from those ‘bad choices’, the label just disappears. It fails to be bad anymore. Thing is, YOU are the one who makes the choice that in turn makes itself into an experience you gain, whether you embrace it or not. And these words were just so hard to swallow, for me, to realize that choice is what makes me what I am and how I choose to see that self.  The roots of the tree grounded it, made it fortified in how it stood, in a way, appearing to mould how the tree would grow. And then, a thought rushed, ‘we also search for grounding, for a source that gives us the life we have’, yet, we still want to create that source in how it would suit us best, not just letting it be within us, and in turn in the midst of our lives. This confuses us very much, we create what we don’t know with what we know. Learn from a tree, it does not question its existence, it just knows it is where it needs to be