My journey through the woods, to a circle of eight sycamore trees

My journey through the woods, to a circle of eight sycamore trees

Life is
Too
My Journey Through the Short
Woods, to a Circle of To
Wait
Eight Sycamore Trees For
Someday!

NakedHippiesRoadTrip.com


Life is
I have always felt such a strong Too
connection to nature through trees, Short
and especially the mighty sycamore. To
Countless lessons in life have been Wait
revealed to me as I’ve studied their For
forms and colors in all seasons. Someday!



Life is
Bruce knows that when the time
Too
comes, my ashes are to be scattered
Short
under the biggest sycamore he can find
To
. . . one that stands alone in a field, its
Wait
stark white branches spreading out
For
from a massive trunk where it has
Someday!
spent years becoming strong and
beautiful through all the storms it has
endure.



Life is
Too
When I recently overheard a guy talking
Short
about a ring of eight sycamore trees in
To
the woods, I immediately asked for
Wait
directions, knowing I had to find them
For
to experience standing inside a circle of
Someday!
my favorite trees.



Life is
This magical opportunity - to be Too
embraced by eight giant pillars of Short
strength and energy, to feel their light To
and life wrapped around me – was Wait
something I had to do, a spiritual For
journey to connect with nature through Someday!
my favorite trees, a worship service I
couldn’t miss.



Life is
Too
Short
My whole being trembled with
To
excitement . . . I spoke of the planned
Wait
adventure, bubbling over with
For
enthusiastic anticipation as if I were
Someday!
taking off on a trip around the world.



Life is
Too
I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect Short
day to make the trek . . . the weather To
was absolutely beautiful for a hike Wait
through the woods . . . 84 degrees, blue For
skies, sunshine, gentle breeze . . . thank Someday!
you, thank you, thank you!



Life is
Too
Holding the sketched map in my hand, Short
we followed the directions . . . park To
your car . . . cross the bridge . . . follow Wait
the dirt path . . . turn left here . . . turn For
right there . . . Someday!



Life is
Too
Short
As we crossed the bridge, we were To
stopped in our tracks by the Wait
magnificent view of Hinkson Creek. For
Someday!



Life is
As we walked along, my eyes began Too
earnestly scanning the woods for a Short
glimpse of the brilliant white branches. To
It wasn’t long before I spotted Wait
them, nestled off the beaten For
path, standing like a beacon of light . . . Someday!
beckoning me to come . . .
sit, explore, discover.



Life is
In hushed voices, we carefully and Too
quietly left the well-trodden dirt path Short
and slowly made our way through the To
woods - walking on the soft bed of Wait
fallen leaves, stepping over limbs and For
trunks , our eyes fixed on the circle of Someday!
trees.



Life is
Too
It felt as if we were entering a church Short
sanctuary. To
Wait
“God is the experience of looking at a For
tree and saying, “Ah!” Someday!
~ Joseph Campbell



Life is
Too
Short
I was awestruck. To
Wait
Nature’s worship service began. For
Someday!



Life is
I sat in silence, my eyes beholding the Too
beauty of creation . . . my ears listening Short
to the rustling sounds of leaves falling . To
. . my hands reaching out to touch the Wait
trees . . . my heart connecting with For
nature. Someday!



Life is
Too
I laid down on the bed of fallen leaves Short
and looked up at the majesty and glory To
of those eight sycamore trees . . . Wait
standing tall . . . reaching to the brilliant For
blue sky. Someday!



Life is
Too
The wonder is that we can see these Short
trees and not wonder more. To
~Ralph Waldo Emerson Wait
For
Someday!



Life is
Too
Short
Look deep, deep, deep into nature, To
and then you will understand Wait
everything. ~Albert Einstein For
Someday!



Life is
Too
Short
To
I am one with the sycamore trees.
Wait
For
Someday!



Life is
Too
I came to these woods to stand inside Short
the circle of power and beauty and To
strength of eight giant sycamore trees… Wait
to marvel at the wisdom they For
impart…to sit, stand, lay down, jump Someday!
and dance among these giants.



Life is
Too
Short
I received all that I hoped for, all that I To
imagined. Wait
For
Someday!



Life is
It is not so much for its beauty that the Too
forest makes a claim upon men’s Short
hearts, as for that subtle something, To
that quality of air that emanation Wait
from old trees, that so wonderfully For
changes and renews a weary spirit. Someday!
~Robert Louis Stevenson



Life is
Too
We have thousands of miles yet to Short
travel and thousands of trees yet to see To
. . . these eight sycamores that wrapped Wait
me in their arms will be with me in all For
that is yet to come. Someday!



Life is
Too
Short
See the pictures at: To
Wait
http://NakedHippiesRoadTrip.com For
Someday!


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