Just like a good rain settles the dust on a dry day; a snow fall settles the negativity in the air. All those thought forms of shoulds, gossip, complaints, needs, must haves, must do and judgments are all weighted down to the ground and recycled back into the earth. Maybe they are another waste that our trees take and recycle for us. Maybe just as trees absorb the carbon dioxide and exchange it with oxygen, they do this with more subtle energies too.
The tradition of gathering around a Christmas Tree began as a form of gratitude and appreciation for their wisdom and contribution.t It was a sacred ritual. The tradition has been bastardized to diminish them to a prop in the backdrop of our gluttonous exchanges.
One year, I was hell-bent on getting the perfect Christmas tree. I wanted to use it as a distraction from my pain. I found this great tree that was covered with pine cones. We hacked it down with little regard. When I was home alone with it, it was so angry. Why did I not listen earlier. It was thriving in giving its seed to the world. I interrupted it’s purpose. It was almost too big to use as home decoration. It has almost made it through each season. Until I came along and chose it. It was a horrible feeling.
This year I plan to get a potted tree to put in the house. It will be the best solution to the dilemma of wanting to have and wanting to respect another being’s existence. When picking out a tree to bring home, you may want to ask it what it wants. If you must have a live tree at least make certain that it is in agreement with being there.
It could actually add a dynamic to the ritual. Instead of looking for the perfect looking tree, look for the one that wants to come home with you and be an honorary member of the family.