Outside my living room window are two large pine trees that I can see from my couch. First the tree with a curved trunk sent me its name: Ren. Then the second pine’s name came: Ena. A tree on the parking lot side of these apartments, whose beauty I’ve admired many times, sent me the name: Siri (yes, apparently like the I-Phone’s virtual person). And no, I’m not crazy. I just have one foot in some unseen world, which started when I prayed, “Please, Lord, may I make a real friend?”
But last night, something amazing happened. I had hugged and thanked Sistine, the giant ash tree to the right of my living room window, for being my friend. As I stepped away, I thought of my son who had, a few hours earlier, taken a hard hit to his head in an Indoor Football League game. Then I thought, “Sorry, I know that’s ridiculous. He’s in Wyoming and can’t hug you.”
About an hour later I noticed the right side of my head (the temple) was hurting pretty bad and I’ve never really had headaches. I texted my son and asked if he’d been hit on the right side of his head. Yes, he had. I had a hard time sleeping last night because of the pain, which had spread to my neck and the top of my head on the right side. So, since he was on a bus, sometime after four I texted him again and asked him if the pain had spread. “No,” he texted back. “I’m feeling better.”
I laid there thinking, “Whoa. This is how healing works. He wasn’t here and I’d thought of him while out there with Sistine, and between the tree and me, the pain came my way! I’d had this happen when my kids were little and I asked God/Love/Universe for their healing, but I didn’t take the pain or illness on myself. They just felt better.
Why am I, again, astonished? It’s the profound nature of Mother Earth’s Love for us, the Love she channels from our Creator. We can hug a tree and ask for healing for ourselves, or for someone who is not nearby! And, in that case, apparently, we become a part of this Love-system, too. I don’t know why I am surprised by the absoluteness of this Love beyond time and space. I guess it’s the joy of discovering that the Love I sense within everything is as available to us as is the air. And, if we make real friendships with Mother Nature, miracles happen.