Trees trust, with their roots going deep down into the earth for nourishment, yet they do not live there. Their branches and leaves reach through the air towards the warmth of the sun and the light in the sky. Trees keep on growing, reaching and bursting forth with new life, wherever and whenever they can, no matter what happens to them. Where one is felled, a new one will be growing elsewhere. They are all linked by nature and offer shelter and above all else, hope.
Nature displays such wonderful examples, that I find the inspiration for my writing in her images.
There are some souls in this life that create whirlpools and the movement and spin within gives their life meaning. It makes one wonder if the speed of the spin stops them seeing any other kind of perspective.
Recently, I accepted a pet care/house sit placement for over a month, as they had been let down. Nowadays I only sit for friends, so this was a step into trust on both sides as I did not know the couple involved. I was booked to care for a lovely cat in a home in North Lancashire.
How others choose to live is their choice and given the work I do sitting in judgement on anyone is not my style, so I will try and relate this adventure with kindness. There is a tacit understanding with pet care placements (as money is rarely involved) that loving care, responsibility and common sense are traded for a comfortable home and new surroundings to explore. You can guess what this is leading up to can’t you? I found myself in a whirlpool.
The house was falling apart and every day brought forth new levels of ‘Oh, you are kidding me on???’. Explanations were given (from halfway across the world in Thailand) and there was a ‘story’ behind every happening and the theme of each story was that it was always someone else’s fault. It’s winter here now and each day the temperature dropped, the rain lashed down sometimes turning to hail, and the wind blew. One of the exciting developments was rainwater pouring in through the ceiling and the internet stopping due to non-payment…I will spare you the details of the other ‘happenings’, but most mechanical things in the house were broken and the wind whistled through broken panes of glass and windows. There was little comfort to be found anywhere, but their cat is a sweetheart. Suffice to say, after nearly a week, I called ‘Mum and Dad’ of the home owners, as they lived around the corner and by this stage I needed help. We had a parent to parent discussion and I tried to manfully carry on, with offers of help being drafted in. As the ‘Dad’ commented I was being subjected to a form of wild camping. I stood there at 3am the other morning moving the mattress onto the floor to try and gain a few hours sleep and I paused and thought to myself ‘Jane, what are you doing?’. I sent emails next morning and called ‘Dad’ and asked them to come and pick up the reins, as I was heading home. I received a huge amount of messages on WhatsApp from their daughter. Funnily enough the message theme was it was my fault and how could I inconvenience her life like this and had I expected a hotel? My reply was brief and clear.
Life flows with reality checks and it is up to us to pay attention to them, or not as the case may be. In my experience, if we choose to ignore the reality checks, then they will keep presenting themselves in ever increasing sharpness, till we do pay attention.
Which brings me back to trees and trust. We do not know whether to trust other trees, until we flow with trust and discover which space they are choosing to grow from. They may not always be operating from their best space and only time will show this. We can still trust though.
I have found that I do not have to step into other’s whirlpools, nor align myself with trees that do not nurture growth. It matters, it really does, what we put into the soil around our trees, and which trees we align ourselves with, because from that our branches and leaves will flourish.