I have many tree friends, and tree friends in other States, that led me to create and write many books as I shared with them and spirits and devas that came through from them many exiciting incidents. One Tree, a young Oak Tree, allowed me to enter and I saw with the Faerie Queen, an elf, a centaur, and watched a procession of dancing fairies depicted as lights whilst I supped Acorn tee atop a large mushroom. I have sat in a tree to prevent loggers from destroying it, have helped to prevent the removal of many beautiful trees from existance in order to turn it into a housing estate. The Goddess Cerridwen came through from a Sugar plum tree, and wrote a poem in my head. The mighty elms, that lined the streets where I grew up, to Peppercorn trees, and one in particular whose shape resembled a tea pot,ready to pour tea. Such majesty resides in trees, their energy, their shapes, the beauty that houses within. Who could not be inspired when in a forest,and in particular the Oak, when you feel the energy, the presence of trees. I have trees outside every window, some small, some large, each maintaining its own beauty and song. Music, rushes through the leaves of trees and when the wind plays with the branches and the leaves music abounds. Within an acorn, the tree resides. May it continue to be so.
Contributed by Carole Lane