Maybe I should be a tree?

Ok, going back to my November ramblings  - written and physical.... On one of my walks I got to thinking about 'us'  - people and how we have pretty much buggered up the world by our incessant drive towards commercialism and consumerism.  

I have been part of that and as others should do I am trying to reign in my impact on the planet. It has to be proportionate and owned by the individual. What I do is not the same as what you may do but we have to do something and all small things add up to a bigger whole approach. 

So when I was out walking I got to be staring at a large tree that sits overlooking the valley. In my estimation the tree was older than me and I also expect the tree to be standing and doing tree stuff when I am worm and tree food myself.  I also pondered the serenity and majesty of the tree. Its impact on this earth is fully positive, it harms no one, it gives pleasure to those who look upon it. It provides homes for birds and insects and it recycles itself annually. 

It takes poison out of the air and converts it to growth for itself but also provides support by the generation of oxygen for others to use and support life. 

Even in its eventual death  - if left alone it provides shelter for others and slowly and quietly puts itself back into the earth while feeding many other creatures as part of its eventual decay

It does not seek much to survive and thrive gives shelter and pleasure and gives so much back in death.

It enjoys simple pleasures such as water and sunlight, it enjoys the darker winter months as it knows it needs to rest and allow the winter storms to select the weaker of its fellows to remove or trim back. It signal the start of regeneration in the spring and gives much needed shade to all who shelter under in in high sun of summer. 

It does not need to consume as it knows its purpose in nature and fits into its role with majesty and humbleness. Not wishing to outshine or conqueror or devour or excel or fight, it exists to be beautiful and useful. 

It's not lost on me that trees like my tree friend in the valley have been doing this for billions of year and their ancestors were slowly lost underground to be mined and dug up and burned in about a three hundred year period. Billions of years to be made 300 years to be used.... that is what we are about.

A good friend engaged me in written communication over my Faith post.... there was some reference to reincarnation. I don't believe fully in that but it's as close to a belief I have in that if my body when empty of life can be planted in the ground to rot and provide the nutrients for a tree ( ideally) or other vegetation then I am indeed reincarnated to that plant or animal which I find appealing. 

Here endeth my sermon on trees.... I realy, must put some time into that living  ( and dying) will so I can be a tree, or daffodil or worm or ............