A tall old cedar tree caught my eye when I went for a walk outside the Rainier Lodge.
The old cedar is tall and straight with a twisted trunk. Its branches adorned full of foliage of yellow green with a hint of an orange glow. There are dead branches among the live ones.
If I were a wood worker I would see furniture, a roofer would see shingles. How do I really see the cedar?
I see a being with consciousness and soul, a creation of spirit, a child of Spirit, a piece of Spirit.
Spirit, God, Creator Source are all ways to say Love.
The Cedar is Love.
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