Maybe we are each perfect the way trees are perfect.
Together.
Individually we are flawed. Broken. Scarred. Leaning.
But if we step back and see how we are together with others.
Whole.
Interconnected.
The beauty may astound us.

Like trees, we hold a story of growth and death. With each heartbreak in our lives there is also something beautiful. And with each blessing is the deep knowing of letting go.

Nature calls us to be still and hear the sound of comfort, the sound of creation, the sound of letting go.
The movement of becoming and unbecoming.
The rise and the fall.
The seeds and decay.
Everything.
Included.

Today may you be gentle with yourself and all that is calling for your attention within and around you. May you breathe in the beauty and hold gently any anxiety, fear or heartache. May you find a stillness long enough so that you can experience that whatever you are feeling, this too, can be held in loving awareness.

"Trees require wind in order to develop strong heartwood. Much in the same way we require an openness to the waves, feeling the vulnerability, the realness of life in order to really strengthen and open our hearts." Tara Brach