Tree Spirit: A Collaboration with Joceline Burnel
I feel deeply blessed that Joss Burnel allowed the story of Tree Spirit to flow through her and share her inspiring message with me and all of you. The image flowed through effortlessly. Yet I could not hear what she was trying to tell me until Joss heard her voice and expressed it so magically for all of us to hear!
♡ Jeanette |
They think they know me
those who see me, all dressed up, in my early Spring blossoms. They come by to smell, to take pictures, to oooh and ahh and pose beside me. Standing beneath my early growth they exclaim and are convinced they know my purpose. They think they know me those who notice me covered in Summer’s greenery They talk about me as though I am not even here while climbing my branches they take no notice of the scratches and scars they leave behind. They act as though I am here for them, only for them and they are sure I serve their purpose. They think they know me and that I am thrilled to have them praise my beauty during the peak of Autumn My colours enchant them and each year they notice whether the reds and oranges are deeper or lighter than the year before and they are sure I spread out all of my glory to please them that my purpose here is to bless them at each turning of the wheel. They think they know me and yet they turn away from who I truly am My strength and endurance are of little interest to them the twists and turns that the winds have wrought mean nothing in their world When I am bowed down by rain when hail beats upon my door when illness comes they are too busy to care for me thinking always that I am here for them but only when it serves their purpose. I am this rooted in the dark damp soil of HER creation I am strong and supple and every curve every joint tells the story of my being here there have been times of quick growth when all the elements seemed to celebrate my being here and there have been the dark times of storms that whipped about my body and caused me to tremble at their passing I am this from blossom to leaf to wild colour and being bare I am one who stands in praise of life who watches over those gifted to share my space I have been home to many I have fed the soil around me with riches with my blood I have joined the choir song of life and have listened to stories while together we marveled at moon and stars If you want to know me you too must learn to be naked before HER ~Joss Burnel / She Who Walks in Beauty |