Tree Quotes

“The Buddha achieved enlightenment while meditating under a tree. To what extent did the tree’s being contribute to the Buddha’s shift of consciousness?”
― Melina Sempill Watts, Tree

“Heaven is not a place constructed above the clouds, but the places inhabited by the breath of those one loves; remove the breath and all the miracles fell to delicate meaningless fragments like a house, a love letter, burning to ash.”
― Melina Sempill Watts, Tree

“Heaven is not a place constructed above the clouds, but the places inhabited by the breath of
those one loves; remove the breath and all the miracles fell to delicate meaningless fragments like a house, a love letter, burning to ash.”
― Melina Sempill Watts, Tree

“Stitch. Pull. Stitch. Pull. Fabric turned. Stitch.
María Marta’s mind wandered to the open spaces of her childhood, the rhythm of a cantering horse fueling her daydreams, Tree’s branches spreading inside her head, dissolving the cramped ceiling of the rooms that they rented into the majesty of open land and infinite sky. All the beauty of her youth stored up in her head, an endless supply of fresh air.”
― Melina Sempill Watts, Tree

“To Tree’s surprise, e could still feel the blade of Univervia that was on the deer’s tongue. And the feelings that came at Tree were fast, intense and surprising. The whole blade lay languid, surrendering as the tongue mashed the strands of grass up to the roof of the doe’s mouth. Then the deer twisted the grass sideways and ground teeth into the grass. As the grass was destroyed, each cell popped and gave shots of grass life-force into the hungry deer, in little pops of ecstatic release. The whole thing happened as swiftly as a string of firecrackers going off into light and smoke, leaving behind a dull residue that gave no sense of the evanescent beauty that had been enchanting the air only moments before. Tree felt this chunk of Univervia embrace willful dissolution and then suddenly all these little pieces that had been integrated into Univervia were separated into something like ananda, the joy which powers the universe and then... then the grass was deer.”
― Melina Sempill Watts, Tree