Staying grounded.

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Photo Credit: No I’m Not OK

Sometimes I feel ungrounded, dissociated. Sometimes I feel like a gust of wind could blow me into nonexistence. I was raised in a harsh, chaotic, abusive environment and was blown from there into a harsh, chaotic, abusive marriage. As a result, I never was able to form strong roots. But to be grounded in life, to be able to bend and not break, adapt but not lose yourself, remain strong even when the cold winter winds blow, you need those roots.

Strong roots may not be with your family of origin, who should have nurtured you so you’d grow them. That may not be possible. But it doesn’t mean you can’t develop them.

I read a post today that inspired me because of the incredible photographs of an old Ficus Macrophylla tree, a beautiful and majestic tree with roots that could probably withstand an earthquake. I mean, just look at those roots! It’s incredible the way nature can adapt to almost any condition. There are trees that live on the cliffs of coastal California that grow vertically because of the strong winds that constantly buffet them. The trees have grown to adapt to their harsh conditions. They have grown stronger because of them.

We can also grow stronger because, not in spite of, the harsh conditions we might have been raised in. We can take inspiration from the trees by grounding ourselves and knowing how strong we really are, and that will prepare us for almost anything life can throw at us.

Take a walk. Look at some trees. Become conscious of your feet on the ground, your connection with the earth. Meditate on these things and try to stay in the present. Don’t worry about the future or the past. Turn off all the noise in your head, even for only a few minutes a day, and just be, like the tree.

2 thoughts on “Staying grounded.

  1. Today’s historical tidbit: Some experts believe that one reason the violins made by Stradivarius and Guarneri in 18th century Italy are so superior (and today are worth many millions of dollars) is that the wood they used came from trees that grew during Europe’s Little Ice Age, making the wood denser and stronger. A valuable object lesson for those of us who grew up in families that had their own version of the Little Ice Age. 😉

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  2. Do you know what I find extremely amazing. The dew on my car in the early mourning. The dew is the risitual from the trees breathing. That is so beautiful when you see that. Without that, we would not be able to live or breath.

    There is nothing more beautiful than a forest and the oxygen it gives you. Its a blessing to breath.

    Family. We grow up thinking it is normal to be in a chaotic environment. What does a child know. A child only knows their mother and loves their mother unconditionally.

    And then a child learns and mimics what they learn. Hopefully, the child had positive experiences outside of a dysfunctional family environment.

    I remember when I was a little girl I had a woman who took me on a walk. She pointed out the little wild flowers that grew randomly and naturly. I picked buttercups, dandelions and white little flowers on the nature trail. This is a loving memory. This is a rare moment of love.

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