Beneath The Shadows

Beneath the shadows of towering Redwoods, content in the peace that a walk in the wilderness presents to my spirit, I was speechless. My mind, of course, tried with every bit of belligerence to say its piece, but the whispers of Nature were far more grand in their wielding of power.

High above me, treetops swayed in the breeze, their branches embraced in a lofty ballet that painted the forest floor with a palette of dancing light and shadows.

Passing quietly beneath this gathering of majestic giants, I was thankful for their Divine invitation to leave a chaotic world behind.

Eyeing a patch of Heaven high in the quilted mass of green, I smiled, and then, catching my toe on a twisted root, fell clumsily to my knees.

So like life, to be the devil’s advocate when I’m at the doorstep of epiphany.

Rising up from the forest floor, I was a bit bruised, but then only the trees were witness to my folly. Perhaps their leaves rustled in communal laughter as I brushed the earth from my body.

How humbling it is to be small and insignificant.

For every foot of vertical growth a Redwood spreads its roots three feet in all directions. What would appear to be a chaotic mass of twisted confusion, is an incredibly strong foundation that supports not just one tree, but an entire community of sky scraping Redwoods.

Order from chaos, a blueprint for success.

Kindness is like the Redwoods.

Every time you smile at someone a seed is sown. Every time you make someone happy you nurture growth. Every time you fulfill the needs of another you tend to the garden of Angels.

Kindness spreads roots.

The world is a tangled mess, a chaotic mass of growing kindness.