“The redwoods, once seen, leave a mark or create a vision that stays with you always.” -John Steinbeck.
I don’t know why it’s taken me so many years to write a guest post. Maybe I just needed a confluence of events to come together to make it happen. And they sure did. Here’s how…
- Shortly after I returned from my blogging hiatus I learned that the fabulous Lisa Rough of Sacred Circle was gathering a tribe of women for a big, brave blog Hullaballoo. I immediately knew I wanted in but didn’t have a clue what I’d write.
- Some part of me needed to read a road trip book this summer, so I revisited Travels with Charley by John Steinbeck. This time I was captivated by Steinbeck’s visit to the old growth redwood forests of Northern California, a deep and sacred place for me.
- Suddenly, I had my topic and knew I would write about a defining moment in my life when a campground host whispered to me, “You know, a redwood tree will heal itself.”
- Today, I sit writing this under the shade of a redwood tree, as I embark on yet another visit to one of my favorite places on earth.
Put it all together and you have just the right combination of ingredients for my first guest post. I’d be honored to have you read it. Here’s the link:
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I don’t know how I missed this one, but I loved reading about your redwoods and how much they’ve taught you. I don’t have redwoods where I live, but I do have oak trees and they have a similar effect on me. They are so graceful with long outstretched limbs, usually covered in streams of gray moss. When the wind blows, the moss sways and it reminds me of an old man’s beard. I also love them because they host so many different animals — woodpeckers, squirrels, owls and many more.
I agree with you about the serenity of nature. There’s no place better to take a cleansing breath and just watch nature go about living:~)
I love hearing about your big oak trees with limbs reaching out from an old man with a beard! Beautiful imagery, Sara. Thanks so much for reading the post!