A Pagan Pause: Trees

Today I walked among the trees of the forest and found the Goddess among the leaves, roots, branches, and bark.

I found Her in the branches that reached up and out, stretching to join with the sky in a sacred union of worship.  

I found Her in the branches that lay crippled and broken, strewn around the ground like holy relics. I took some of these at the bidding of the trees who promised to guard and ground me always if I but seek them out.

I found Her in the trees that appeared dead but still had life in them, trees that still had purpose because others had need of them.  These trees still radiated life and were content with their place in the cycle of life and death, sure that they will continue on because the Goddess has deemed it so.  

I found Her everywhere, in every living thing, but it is the trees that speak to me most.  Grandfather and Grandmother Spirits connected to the core of earthly life while reaching to the stars of eternity.  May I be just like them always.  

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