Word for Wednesday (W4W) #12


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I was inspired by Frannie Frankfurter‘s recent post, where I discovered this lovely word. However, strictly speaking, I would be fibbing if I said I really actually ever felt it.

I took those photographs on Xmas day a couple of years ago in the woods close to my house. I was not alone, I was accompanied by the OH and Lily, (AKA The Love Of My Life).  In fact, I am not sure if I have ever been alone in any woods!

But, my point is that I don’t need to be alone to experience these wonderful feelings of peace, quiet, tranquility, serenity and calm.

For me, trees are very spiritual, majestic and mysterious things. I feel very close to nature in general, but trees do something to me inside that I am struggling to put into words.

Standing next to a tree, I am reminded how very small and insignificant I am in the greater scheme of things. I am awe-struck how such a giant, regal, magnificent thing as an oak has grown from a tiny acorn that could rest in the palm of a child’s hand.

Even in the company of others, when I am surrounded by trees I feel as if the trees and I are connected somehow. I find it easy to disconnect from everything else around me and just absorb the energy in the woods and feel rejuvenated by it.

This tree has existed long before I did and will continue to exist long after I die.

It has witnessed history.

It has seen lovers come and go, perhaps sitting beneath it’s sheltering branches, sharing tender moments, or perhaps it was where hearts were broken.

It keeps their secrets.

It has withstood changes in weather, possibly even climate.

It has survived the threats from our increasingly polluted world.

It has been home to countless baby birds, squirrels, insects and bats.

It has provided shelter from rain and wind, or shade from burning sunlight.

I look up at it and wonder all the things it has seen and heard.

And yes… I do hug trees! Life is too short not to.

Promise me you will wrap your arms around the next amazing tree you see, press your cheek into it’s rough bark, breathe in it’s woody scent and feel the warm heartbeat of the earth against your chest. It’s glorious!

I might have outed myself as a complete tree-hugging loony here, but, in all honesty if that’s the case, then you simply haven’t being paying attention!

Now people… off with you! Go hug a tree!



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10 thoughts on “Word for Wednesday (W4W) #12

  1. Pingback: The Legend of Bloodwolf and Mengell the Foul | Word Shamble

  2. What a great post and a great word – those Germans are a clever bunch. It’s almost as if they have a different word for everything. 🙂

    I do love a tree. Not the caged-in, skinny adolescent trees you see in parks, decorated with plastic bags and pairs of old trainers. But the old, gnarled, chunky ones, often wonky, half-hollowed-out, filled with beetles and covered in mistletoe and lichen. Now, that’s a tree and I’m quite willing to hug, fondle and stroke them, even when folk are watching.

    On a sort-of-related-but-only-kinda theme (I mention forests) my W4W is about a totally awesome and legendary word and it’s origins- The Legend of Bloodwolf and Mengell the Foul

  3. Great word and post. I am never alone in the woods though. I have nature with me and if they arent around then the voices in my head keep me company.

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