Sometimes I Talk to Trees
Dialogue beyond words
Sometimes I talk to trees. It’s not just a passing habit or an act of whimsy it’s a natural instinct. A rediscovered ritual that connects me to something far greater than myself.
Trees have been around for a zillion years, standing strong, tall, beautiful, and resilient through the endless cycles of time. They have witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations, the shifting of continents, and the quiet unfolding of countless lives. And yet, here they remain, steadfast and serene.
Every day, as I take my sweet Kimi girl out for our walks, this daily ritual has become a staple in our life here in this beautiful place we now call home. As we wander beneath the canopy of leaves, I find myself speaking to the trees. I talk to them not because I expect an answer in words, but because in their silent presence, I reconnect with who I am. The trees remind me to stand tall in my own strength, to weather storms with grace, and to grow steadily, even when the world around me feels uncertain.
In a world dominated by social media noise, so much noise, where comparison, ego, and superficial judgments often cloud our interactions. I choose instead to converse with the trees. Their wisdom is quiet but profound. They never judge, never compete, and never demand. Their presence is soothing, offering peace, pleasure, and joy without conditions. They teach me that communication doesn’t always require words or screens; sometimes, it’s about simply being present, listening, and feeling the pulse of life around me.
When I talk to trees, I am reminded that life is not a race but a rhythm. The trees show me the beauty of patience and the power of resilience. They stand as living monuments of the passage of time and the strength found in rootedness. In their company, I feel grounded, connected, and whole.
So, on any given day, when the world feels overwhelming or disconnected, I take Kimi’s leash in hand and step outside. I breathe in the fresh air, feel the rough bark beneath my fingertips, and speak softly to the trees. In those moments, I am reminded of my place in the vastness.
Sometimes I talk to trees.
Badiana, I can't tell you how much I enjoyed reading this. I've been talking to trees for decades and was never able to explain why - not even to myself. You gave me the words: " In their company, I feel grounded, connected, and whole." Thank you. ❤️
Me too, me too. It is my first time reading someone write about it.