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This tree caught my contemplative eye yesterday. It’s clearly been harshly pruned at some point, and there is a new, smaller branch growing out of the larger, older one. It speaks to me of resurrection, of hope and new life coming out of suffering.
My parents are moving next week, and they will be starting new growth from a base of love which will hopefully be wider than it was before. But it is still a wrench, as so many necessary changes are. I hope they will soon be able to feel the peace and deep knowing that the harshness of the uprooting is supplanted by a new life that stretches out before them into the light.
Photo and text © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017
Published on February 09, 2017 12:05