I was out in the yard with the dog last night, taking a break from a house full of friends and neighbors who had gathered here to watch the passing of time together. Looking back, I saw our magnificent beech tree, and it looked like the Tree of Life to me.
I have always loved the symbol of the Tree of Life. Its roots ground us in our ancestors and our homeland. In the branches are the fruits of our creativity and our hard work, along with the lessons and losses that we learn as we grow. Some of those branches get broken or scarred along the way. And at the top, new life continues to expand, just as curiosity and an endless desire to learn helps the tree open out bigger and stronger as it grows older.
Here’s wishing us all a New Year full of hope, kindness and love. Let’s all take care of each other, so our roots will be nourished and our branches will be full of sweet, new buds.