An Oak Tree That “Speaks” to Me

I reached a milestone the other day that’s admittedly a pretty small one and no one would likely know, think or care much about it other than me. Well, I guess now you’re going to know about it.

Recently I had yet another minor (is there such a thing?) surgery to address an issue that has made it difficult for me to walk without discomfort for about the past six months. Was this issue directly or indirectly the result of cancer treatment fallout? Maybe. Maybe not. But in my mind probably.

And in the end, no one else’s mind truly matters does it?

In addition to physical therapy, part of my recovery process has been walking down the street in my neighborhood. I’ve been following doctor’s orders and slowly increasing the distance each day. It’s hard to be patient and increase this distance in tiny increments. I want to get back to my regular walking routine sooner rather than later. But…

Anyway, the other day I finally made it to the point in my walk where I pass a certain oak tree. This is just an ordinary oak tree, but then again it isn’t. This is a special one because for some reason, it “speaks” to me. Most oak trees with their twisted branches, peculiar contortions and lumpy knots have plenty to say, but this one has always had special things to say to me alone.

It feels good to pass by this oak tree again on my daily walks. I’ve missed hearing what it has to say. Things like:

“It’s good to see you again.

You made it this far!

Even though I’m stuck out here in the middle of this cornfield, I’m still standing too.

Yes, I’m stripped down and have no leaves, but I’m still rather lovely – even against gray November skies.

I’m one of a kind.

I’m strong.

I’m resilient.

Another winter will pass and I will still be here come spring.

I am reliable.

There’s no need to be perfect; in fact, my imperfections make me what I am.

I’ll be here tomorrow and the day after that…”

I don’t know why this particular tree speaks to me, but I’m glad it does.

Do you have a special place or piece of nature that “speaks” to you on a regular basis?

If so, what does it say? (If you care to share of course)

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