The other day my son and his playmate were climbing one of the pine trees in our backyard. It humbles me to admit that my first instinct was the go into ‘protection’ mode, not only for them but for the tree as well.
Then I pondered – Why not climb a tree? And I recalled some of my very favourite times of reflection in my childhood happened above the rooftops in a tree. So I watched them enjoy themselves and be there should they need me instead of curbing their curiosity and growth.
As I watched the big smiles on their faces and the ruffling of branches I remembered a lovely story from my youth called ‘The Giving Tree’ by Shel Silverstein, which is about a loving tree that tries to provide everything for a boy who she cares for from the day he played with her to the day where he grows old. This book was one of my favourites as a child and was integral for me in learning the connection between nature and human beings.
As a child I think I was part monkey myself, which makes it no surprise that my son inherited that gene. Perhaps all children are? I’m not sure as I have one child and when I was young my friends simply did not share this interest. I was always up in a tree and loved the new perspective I would gain as I went higher, and higher, and higher! A whole new outlook as I would sit in those trees and take time to reflect on whatever was on my mind.
In our current living situations, for most of us, we are often so distracted that we forget to stop and smell the roses, or climb a tree! Now that I am an adult I have forgotten about all those precious quiet moments in the trees until now. Going back to your childhood, what was it that you loved to do? Is it possible to try it again at your current age?
Although I connect my passion for climbing trees to freedom of thought, I’m pretty certain that I may not climb a tree any day soon (unless there’s a bear in the vicinity), but there is there an alternative? Always! Maybe I’ll climb out of my sons window onto the lower roof to find that bird’s eye view of the world and ponder life, and possibly share those moments with my son.
As we age our interests change of course, but an adult is just a taller version of what they were as a child. Reconnect with a happy moment in your earlier life, even if you have to dig deep! Afterall, it’s those experiences who make you who you are today.
Have a happy March everyone!
Namaste,
Robin |