Nature, Harmony, Balance, The Tree of Life… and Little Me
Mama and Daddy have this big wall hanging that Daddy calls a “tapestry” in their room near the big bed that should be mine. They disagree because they are bigger people, but I say that they could fit in the little bed with bars if they tried hard enough and we could switch.
I have been touching that tapestry since I was really, really little a long time ago… since I could touch things, but Mama told me today what the tree was and what it meant.
Mama says that it is Celtic, and she said that means that it is from a far away place across the ocean and that it came from Ireland, a place that she and Daddy both love and a place that a lot of my family came from before they came here (Mama explained that this was a long, long time ago).
It is a tree, which is one of my favorite things on Earth, but this tree’s branches make a big circle around it that is woven together like the braids that Daddy puts in my sisters’ hair sometimes. Mama tells me that this means that all life is connected and that we are all part of nature and all part of a big family on Earth. She says that she takes the tree as everything and everyone being connected together, and she says that it reminds her that everything on Earth is to be cherished when she sees it each morning.
Mama didn’t have to tell me that—I already know it. Every little person is born knowing that we all are connected and should love one another, but big people tend to forget because they have what Mama calls “life stress” and are too busy to remember. I say that big people should slow down, relax, and realize that nothing that they worry about matters as much as the connection and love that we all have in us. Glad Mama has that reminder, though… she seems to need it since she runs around so much “cleaning.” Stop it, Mama, I’m just going to mess it up again.