Talkin’ to the Tree

When I get stuck on something, I bike to this beautiful old oak tree in the back of the neighborhood next to ours. I sit on the bench and ask her about a million questions. Most of the time, the tree busts out with…Kathleen, get your butt in gear.  I even have a voice that responses- yep, a tree voice.  Sounds very Jim Henson-like, aye?

Don’t know if it’s the ride there, the peacefulness of the park, or sister tree’s brutally honest answers, but I always leave with a clearer more resolved mind. In the south where I live, it is said that ancient Live Oaks hold the answers to everything and this I believe.  Hey, if you we’re over three-hundred years old, you’d be pretty wise too.