Trees are often seen standing by themselves, alone, but not necessarily lonely. Their beauty always illuminates, even in winter time when the branches are bare. They spread their winter joy with their arms and fingers stretched upward, downward and outward, as they beckon those who walk by to stop and perceive them with awe.
I was one such person, who stopped to inhale and view the vivid loveliness of the scene before me, at the end of December 2014. I stood for a while, contemplating and saying a prayer of thanks for what stood before me. As the euphemism goes: “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” And, this beholder noticed every minute detail in this scene, from the river to the tree, to the weeds encircling it, and so much more. The tones, textures and contrasts of nature were stunning to my eyes.
I am glad to say that my friend came through his four-hour, quadruple by-pass surgery today without any problems. His wife, is so relieved, and of course, I am too.
He is a young man, only 62-years old. He eats healthy and takes care of himself, so his situation was a shock to everyone. At least he is recovering and looks good.
It was a bit sad, they were staying at a hotel on Thursday of last week, because they were leaving Friday morning to fly to their son’s wedding. They live about two hours from the airport, and didn’t want to be driving in rush hour traffic early Friday morning. Shortly after checking into the hotel, his issues began. He had severe chest pains, and he was rushed to the hospital, which was close to the hotel.
They obviously did not get to the wedding, but thankfully his heart problems occurred while they were still in California, and not on the airplane or at the wedding. That is one of the positive notes to all of this, along with the fact that he is recovering well.
The tree of life carries us on its branches, stretching, reaching ever forward, like a river moving towards the unknown on our life journeys.
Update to update: He is doing as well as can be expected, but he is really out of it with medication, and was in pain, which is to be expected after what he went through.
July 3, 2013 – 25 Tamuz, 5773
I reviewed The Conversation-A Novel, this past week.
I also reviewed The Tin Horse.
Visit Hannah’s Nook and see her post on The Jewish Museum in London.
Leora has some ideas on connecting with friends – “Take a Detour to Connect With Friends“.
Visit The National Center for Jewish Film to see their latest news.
Zivhah has a very thought-provoking post.
The five nominees who are finalists for the 2013 Sami Rohr Prize are:
Shani Boianjiu, for “The People Of Forever Are Not Afraid”
Ben Lerner for “Leaving Atocha Station”
Stuart Nadler for ” The Book of Life”
Asaf Schurr for “Motti,” translated by Todd Hasak Lowy; and Francesca Segal for “The Innocents.”
Try and branch out this Shabbat, through prayer contemplation, and relaxing with family and/or friends.
March 1, 201319 Adar, 5773
The photograph above was taken a few years back. It is one of my favorite black and white captures, because, for me, it symbolizes strength, a quality that many Jewish individuals possess.
This wasn’t always apparent, as back in the time continuum, Jews were more or less taught through the generations to be quiet, lead a low profile, not act aggressively or make others notice them. World War II, changed that perception, for obvious reasons.
The Jews began to perceive their silence differently, especially the Jews in Israel. They wanted the world to recognize the depth of their despair and disposal of life. They wanted remembrance for inflictions caused and for the deaths of those murdered. Their strength, began to illuminate their inner and external surroundings.
The oaks and the pines, and their brethren of the wood, have seen so many suns rise and set, so many seasons come and go, and so many generations pass into silence, that we may well wonder what “the story of the trees” would be to us if they had tongues to tell it, or we ears fine enough to understand. Anonymous
I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do. They go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far! ~John Muir
Visit Rambling Woods to see more nature photographs.