The Black Walnut
During our workshop break, I took a short walk and noticed how bare Nature was, the Black Walnut tree having dropped its foliage, standing naked against the elements all winter long. Everything had been stripped clean from its limbs and branches. At one point, my attention was drawn to the gnarly bits at the base of the tree, the ones you can’t see when it’s in full foliage. Something significant was being shown to me.
Later, I went to say goodbye to the Black Walnut tree and again my attention was drawn to all of its gnarly bits. I touched the tree and in appreciation said, “I love your gnarly bits.” It said back to me, “Love yours!”
There is much more meaning and energy to all of this than words can convey. I continue to harvest the richness of the experience.