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| FRIENDS LIKE NO OTHER SPECIES | Two weeks ago, a hurricane made its way through the city where I live, bringing with it a fury of wind, rain, and destruction. Many lost power, fences, roof shingles, and patio furniture. Perhaps the most visible loss was the abundance of fallen trees, torn from their roots and toppled by nature’s wrath. Several towering trees in my own neighborhood succumbed to the storm, blocking roads and walkways in the days following. The autumn air was charged with the scent of wood and evergreen as neighbors worked together to haul, chip, and corral tumbled fragments of brush and branch.
I encountered a number of bewildered faces surveying the damage while out for a walk the day after the storm. The change in landscape was clear, though I doubt many of us had ever truly seen what once stood where woody stumps now sit. I can’t tell you what kind of trees had grown from the now barren bases, but I can tell that something is missing — that something great was lost.
“Trees are our closest neighbors,” writes Zen teacher Henry Shukman in his piece “Tree of Wisdom,” “There are dogs, cats, cows, and other domestic animals with whom some of us live, and there are our cousins like the chimpanzee with whom we don’t usually live. On the other hand, pretty much all people live with trees.”
“Trees are our natural environment,” he continues. “They are our friends like no other species.”
If you’ve ever heard the story of how the historical Buddha attained enlightenment, you’ll know he awakened while sitting in meditation beneath a ficus tree, henceforth known as the “bodhi tree.” It’s told that he was inspired to sit under the bodhi tree after recalling a childhood memory of experiencing a peaceful state of being beneath the shade of a rose-apple tree. If a tree can help spur the Buddha’s awakening, can they help us on our path, too?
In the new November 2022 issue of Lion’s Roar, Lin Wang Gorden shares a healing tree meditation to help attune to the natural world and work through difficult emotions. It’s a beautiful practice that brings forth a sense of curiosity, gratitude, and connection.
Though I can’t bring the fallen trees in my neighborhood back, I can appreciate the ones that remain and vow not to take their shelter and friendship for granted again. The great storms of life will come and go, giving and taking a myriad of things along the way — be it trees, relationships, joys, or sorrows. We can use these changes to awaken us to the present moment and learn to appreciate what we find there: the cool shade of an old oak, the sharp smell of pine, the sweet taste of maple syrup. The three pieces in this Weekend Reader all take a similar inspiration from the wisdom of trees. May they help you find a friend in some of your closest neighbors, too.
—Lilly Greenblatt, Digital Editor, Lion’s Roar |
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