Friday, March 28, 2008

Sister Tree...

Let us sit aside the talk of death and sorrow for awhile. And let me tell you a story.

It is about two trees who are sisters. They are twins who grew up side by side on the prairie of the Midwest. Where the wind blows through the willows on soft Summer nights. And the fireflies dance their mating dance under pale moonlight.

Where song birds sing songs in harmony on branches that reach out to met other branches over ancient creeks.

The seeds that began the life of the trees were carried on the wind. The wind took them to the spot where the Great Spirit wanted them. Mother earth covered them and they sprouted and grew into lovely Maple trees.

They grew and grew not bothered by man nor beast. Protected by the Great spirit who loved them. Who showed His favor to them by always keeping them safe.

The trees saw many things in their long lives. And would frequently whisper to one another throughout the day and into the night.

Armithia, the eldest said to her sister Emma one day. " Do you remember when the farm below the hill was still there?

Emma answered her slowly, " Why yes I do, and I remember the farmer, and how his awful children tried to set us on fire." They both chuckled at that.

" Yes, answered Armithia, he gave those kids quite a whipping for that."

" Do you remember when Grandfather tree was beside us and use to tell us stories of his life? Emma asked.

" He often told stories of how the day chased night away. And how the song of the blackbird was actually a story of the bird's life sung over and over so he would not forget it." Armithia sighed deeply and longingly thinking of Grandfather tree's stories.

"I remember seeing the night sky before lights. And how bright the stars where then. How it seemed like the sky and the earth were one in the night. " Emma said.

Armithia answered, " The old days were good and it is sad they are gone but we must be careful to see what blessings we have remaining. But, I too miss seeing the night stars in velvet blackness."

The sister trees continued to talk to one another of blessings and hope throughout the night. And finally they slept. With their branches wrapped around one another.

We too can be the shelter for each other if we open ourselves up to receive love.

Today's song, Half Acre by Hem
1st video, 2nd clip


Mimi said...

what a wonderfully true, and comforting thought that we can be the comfort and shelter for each other if we just open ourselves up to receive love...
great post Nita,

red tin heart said...

Mimi: Thank you. I have been working on that story for a few weeks. Pulling it all together. xoxo Nita

Laurie said...

I love this story Nita, it is so soothing and what life is truly about if we just slow down enough to take it in, especially in the midst of sorrow and uncertainty. Love IS our shelter from the storms of life. Thank you so much sweet friend for writing this, I needed this simple but profound reminder to always be open to love. Praying for you daily.

Love you, Laurie in Ca.

Debbie in NC said...

Nita, this one had my name on it too and was a wonderful reminder that I'm not really alone.

And neither are you sweetie!


The Artful Eye said...

Nita this is a beautiful story. Thank-you.

Keeping you and your family in my prayers.

Just Joni said...

Nita dear, did you write this story? I love the sentiment at the end...the reminder to open ourselves to receive love...your cute story was a gift today, thank you..

have a good weekend ~

shabby chic said...

thats so sweet Nita. Thinking of you and your family

Donna said...

How beautiful sweetheart!! And so true...have a peaceful night..hughugs

red tin heart said...

Laurie: I read a comment by Sue Monk Kidd that said we need stories like we need bread and water. I think that is so true. They help us and heal us. Thank you for the compliment. love nita

red tin heart said...

Debbie: We really aren't alone if we connect to others in the uiniverse. Thank you.. love nita

red tin heart said...

Andrea: I am very happy you liked the story. It has been buried in my heart a long time. Thank you for your prayers. love nita

red tin heart said...

Joni: I did write this story. I have written many more stories, and I would love to get them published. I am glad you liked it. love nita

red tin heart said...

Dominique: Thank you.. My Mom is half Cherokee and I draw on her for alot of my inspiration. love nita

red tin heart said...

Donna: I hope you will have a good weekend. I have had a pretty peaceful day. Thinking of you often. love nita

Classic Charm said...

You are gifted to be able to write this story. What a beautiful touching story. Thank you for being an inspiration to all of us, in the midst of all of your worries. God Bless You.

red tin heart said...

Rose: Thank you for your kind words. My dream is to publish a book of short stories. And a book of inspiration. Those are my dreams..
I am so glad you liked the story. I have had a hard time motivating myself to get on the computer lately. I just feel drained. I have been working on my house. Getting stuff organized. I am going to visit sites this weekend and I will drop by yours friend. love nita

sepia art studio said...

beautiful beautiful story!


Thrifty Miss Priss said...

Very powerful message Nita! I loved it! I had the illustrations swirling in my head while reading it!
Hoping you get some positive news about your Dad soon

Sandra Evertson said...

Sending you and yours good thoughts...
Sandra Evertson

red tin heart said...

delila: Thank you.. i am happy you liked it. i have another story i am working on today. love nita

red tin heart said...

Robin: We will find out tommorow what kind of treatment Dad will get. I am glad you liked the story. I would like to do some illusrations to go with it.
love nita

red tin heart said...

Sandra: Thank you... love nita

Treasure Barn said...

Wonderful story and such great meaning.
I love it Nita . You are so talented. I cannot wait to buy your first book. I want it autographed please.

Thinking of you today and everyday.
God Bless You my friend

red tin heart said...

Patti: So good to hear from you my friend. You will be the first one to get my books. I promise you. Thank you for your encouragement. It means very much to me. Love nita

PixieDust said...

this has brought tears of joy, mi Amor...


Love you...


A bird in the hand said...

Because we are all connected... and acting from love rather than fear.

Love, Colette

Anonymous said...

Thoughts are with you. You are not alone. Rest in Jesus's promises.
Praying for your loved one.
In His Service,

Nathalie Thompson said...

A beautiful story, Nita. I was thinking about you today and how I haven't stopped in to visit you in quite awhile. So glad you stopped by. I am sorry to hear about your dad. You have been carrying more than your fair share lately. I'll be praying for a miracle. (((Hugs)))

Anonymous said...

Nita, I love this story. I was wondering if I could read it to my clients? It's wonderful for a teaching moment. Too often the women I work with are not very supportive of each other. What a gift it would be to read this to them. I'm still holding you and your family in my prayers. I thank God for having such a sweet friend in you!

Anonymous said...

oh nita this story gave me a wonderfull visual and if you dont mind i'm gonna use the inspiration in my next painting... i love it that we have things like this to help our minds wander away from the everyday things that drag us down...

Cookie Sunshine said...

Vickie shared your link on her blog. I'm so happy that I popped over. What a very sweet story.



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