i love my trees. and i always hate to see one cut down.
but even *i* knew this one had to go. planted in one of the worst possible places, it was dying and dangerous.
thankfully, our power company cut it for us. i wasn’t sure how we’d survive cutting it on our own. the power lines were right there with it.
i went out to watch them and to say goodbye.
i couldn’t get over the huge truck they pulled up RIGHT OUTSIDE my living room window. the tree wasn’t that big…but it was tall and this was what they used.
i watched the guy go up in the cherry picker basket after telling me i couldn’t join him. once his crew mate on the ground started telling me about the power lines and the truck tires melting before, i was really okay with the decision.
i watched the whole thing, ending with the mulching of the branches.
my gosh, nothing was little. everything roared and grinded and chopped.
as i watched the mulcher chew up branches with ease, i thought about men – and women – who build these things. how they’re so solid and big and powerful. subtle and small is not in the designs.
but yeah, i could see they got the job done.
i was mixed with stuff watching – impressed, amazed, astonished, and yeah, a little horrified.
horrified that it is so easy to demolish a tree.
i thought of up the road. they’ve restarted construction that they had put off for a few years.
the incredible speed that they have cleared the place out has turned my stomach.
i would kinda doubt that there’s any pause to honor the trees as they move along thru their jobs.
so, while the crew was cleaning up, i went over and put my hand on a hunk of fallen tree. thanked it and said goodbye.
one of the crew guys was watching. i think he was worried i didn’t like something. he asked if everything was good. we had a bit of a language barrier. and i wondered if i could in anyway explain. i thought not.
though now, after they’re gone, i wish i had asked them if they ever felt sad about all the cutting.
if there’s a next time, i certainly will. for now, i’m doin’ a little honoring of my tree and feeling grateful for both it, and the crew that helped us today.
the phrase in my family these days is ‘leveling up.’
and there’s a lotta talk about what we’re doin’ to level up as we go along.
this group is testosterone filled, so it makes a lotta sense.
so, yeah, i hear about gym workouts and that kinda thing. but it can include things like watching less news and more things that teach and inspire.
just stuff to bring you up in any way.
and it’s so nice to have this group egg me on!
for some odd reason, i have been physically working on it for awhile now. i think old age scared me? not sure. but i have really been aware of the physical. and it’s been a gradual leveling up with eating and exercising.
i’ve mentioned it here before how one thing led to another and each in such a natural, gradual way that they have become life styles instead of chores.
i love that.
well, i just realized that i am now turning to my…oh….what shall we call it???…..my attitude realm? my outside actions? my way of living in the world?
something like that.
and it seems to be the same kinda thing happening.
one idea will take hold and i’ll work on it. and then that will grow yet another idea.
yes, i have been workin’ on this stuff for years. but there’s something different going on right now. and it feels very similar to what was happening with the physical stuff.
i just made myself a little list for my pocket that i want to carry with me every day. and when i’m struggling or confused or just want to redirect my focusing, i’m going to pull it out and focus there.
this weekend will be perfect! it’s chaos here with a bathroom update and lots of construction happening. something that generally stresses me out. ha! i am so ready to try this out – i’m just like – ‘bring it! i got this!’ and that absolutely tickles me.
leveling up. constantly. (in a joyous positive way) what a great concept.
so i’ve been thinking about that question that i blogged about a couple days ago –
which i happened to look up as i wanted to get the wording just right – and it is different than i thought – but just as wonderful, if not more so –
“How can I use my time to make things better instead of worse?”
yeah. good one, huh?
this morning i was a little stuck on a specific. this is my 4th or 5th day with this on my mind, and i just wasn’t sure what i wanted to focus on.
and in the most wonderful fashion, the answer ‘laugh’ came right straight into my heart.
(which totally tickles the part of me that has been working on listening more to myself! this whole listening stuff really does work wonders!)
and while i think that’s a little odd, already in my small world, i have seen it add goodness.
it’s like a double whammy – no, like a triple whammy! there’s the first whammy of the act of listening and following what i hear. there’s the second whammy of adding touches of joy around me. and then there’s the third whammy of adding joy to my own heart.
yeah, okay. this is making things better instead of worse.