I kept seeing what I thought was a dead tree on my walks
through my community. The trunk and upper branches were severely cut and mostly
bare. I wondered how long it would be before it would have to come done. Then
something happened – it started to show new growth, with new bottom branches putting
out lots of green leaves. It wasn’t done with its life yet.
The new growth was coming out just as the pandemic was
easing. It seemed like a it was speaking to all of us. For the past year we
have been huddled into ourselves, like the tree, but we were just waiting for
enough of us to get vaccinated so that we could extend our activities, expand
our personal connections, and get back out in the world.
I smile at the tree metaphor whenever I pass. I hope that it
continues to flourish and show the world its power and beauty. And I wish the
same for the rest of us, too.
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