I love trees. I love the power I feel from them, especially the big ones, the strong, the solid, those that have been around for a gazillion years.
They've endured strong winds, heavy rain and frigid winters. Some of them have the neatest gnarled trunks with knots and bumps that to me are a clear indication they weathered the storms and survived.
This past year I've been photographing trees that are home to a variety of birds, owls, and small animals. The trees with their strength and resilience have become a safe shelter, a place of security for others. Trees are a definite reminder to me, that storms happen, but they do pass and if we weather them, we become strong, steady and able to give hope and security to others. Grateful for...
-Nature with all it's perfection and imperfection b/c it shows me how to live and move and be. When I'm outside, in the quiet, in the calm, I feel this incredibly peace and I have a gut feeling that whatever is happening in my life, good or bad, everything will work out alright. And not to be afraid.
-Opportunities to give hope through workshops and mentoring and writing. Giving back not only helps others but makes me stronger. Love that.
-And mostly for the touch of His gentleness that's a constant, a daily thing and which reminds me I am partnered with the One who works everything out amazing, even when it seems not so amazing in the beginning. He's got plans and purposes and me, I just got to hold on and trust.
Happy Thursday, Guys.