Just yesterday, I was saying how much I love this big, old tree in my backyard, and how I’ve learned from it to let go of things that don’t serve me. This afternoon, I heard a massive crunching noise, and sure enough, it had dropped an enormous limb.
I really hope this tree doesn’t go into freefall and completely come down. Maybe it was just clearing house for the fall?
In the poem, When Great Trees Fall, Maya Angelou said, “When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety…They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed.”