As someone who "talks
to trees", I find it incredibly exciting that there is
now scientific research to support what our ancient ancestors always
knew, that "trees can speak."
The great work of the
scientists involved with organizations such as the
Heartmath Institute in
California have proven that trees are dynamic, multi-faceted beings,
capable of not only communicating with one another, but also of
feeling emotion and helping and healing one another.
Trees are capable of this kind of relationship with us as well,
provided we ourselves are open to the possibility.
Living immersed in Nature all of my life, I have been blessed with
the opportunity to grow up in the "school of Nature." And I am still
learning. I will always be learning.
Nature teaches us what we
are ready to learn. She is gentle, kind, patient, and ever-loving.
Sometimes she will practice "tough love", but it is only when we are
not hearing her, and is always a last resort.
This past year, I was experiencing great heartbreak here with the
trees, as not far from my home, acres upon acres of ancient stands
of oaks were being bulldozed for farmland.
I was sick at the sight of these sacred, wise, loving elders being
Trees are our connection between the Universe and our Earth. They
pull in light, wisdom, and the memory of who we are, and they ground
it here for us. They are the keepers of the ancient knowledge and
know the secrets of our Divine lineage. They store it here for us so
that we will not forget.
So suffice to say, the more ancient the tree, the more knowledge and
wisdom it holds.
The trees have also shared with me how important it is for them to
"ground" these intense cosmic energies into the Earth for us at this
time or else we wouldn't be able to handle them.
Not only that, ironically, they also attract the moisture that the
farmers so desperately need for their crops. They communicate their
needs with the Sky and of course, this benefits us.
There has become a sad disconnect between farmers and the land that
they farm. While most do have a genuine love of the land, as I have
seen, it seems that the ability to cover so much ground in such
large machines is making them take more than their share. It has
become out of balance.
Many believe that we need to do this to "feed the world."
The truth is, we already
grow enough food to feed the world, if the food would only make it
to those in need. Not only that, growing massive amounts of
GMO crops is not exactly feeding
the world quality food.
I thought of all of the beautiful nutrition that was piled up along
with those oaks. The saskatoon trees, cranberries, and hazelnut
All of that free food
that nature was happy to share with us. Free food with superior
nutritional value than anything we will ever grow on that land
But it seems if we didn't
place it there, than it has no value to us.
I understand the cry of the farmer. Land values have soared over the
past few years. Cost of production has soared along with it. The
profit? It doesn't match up. And no incentives are given to not
clear land. Even though we know the value of trees, there are no tax
breaks for keeping them there.
Farmers feel that they
have to make every available piece of their land grow a crop just to
pay for itself. We want massive fields for our massive machines. We
hate turning around bluffs of trees. Not that we are in discomfort
in these machines.
We are in air
conditioning, have GPS, radios, and iPhones to keep us company. And
yet it should be even more simple, like not having to turn at all.
The auto steer on the tractors already makes it so that you don't
have to steer as you drive up and down the field.
I feel the pressure here where I live. People seem to have this
belief that Canada has unlimited trees and wild landscape. But here
in rural Manitoba, it is starting to feel small.
Mega corporate farms and
Hutterite colonies who can pay top dollar have driven up the prices
to the point that a small farmer cannot compete.
Most farms are not the quaint operations they once were. I grew up
riding my tricycle in the alley way of our barn while my parents
milked our cows. We would have to walk the pasture of our farm to
bring these cows up for milking. I remember exploring these winding
cow trails through the trees and hazelnut bushes.
They were magical. They
STILL are magical. Most farmers are not forming this kind of
connection with the land and it is a shame.
Faceless corporate investors who have likely never stepped foot on
this soil take their privileges with our Earth. People who do not
support our small communities in any way, nor care for the
landscape. Yard-sites and tree lines vanish as well, as these mega
farms and colonies have no use for them.
These places exist only
in the minds of those of us who will remember they were ever there.
And what of the people who are selling?
I don't begrudge people
for not wanting to farm. It certainly isn't for everyone, but can't
we consider who we are selling to? And how can you not care?
Many people who have sold
around here had inherited their land from their parents. It was
their ancestors before them who had immigrated to Canada for a
better life. This land took care of them, sustained them. Is there
any thanks given back to the land?
It is just a lifeless thing that now funds their retirement and
winters down in Texas and Arizona.
Yard-sites that took others a lifetime to establish, trees that were
there for centuries, all leveled in days. And it's not that there
isn't still smaller farmers that would purchase this land for more
than they can afford and would take much better care of it. We are
still here and we are certainly trying.
But it seems that this
has become a world where money wins, and it is at our own expense.
Not long after that very special bluff of oaks was crashed, I had a
dream where I was standing with some of the trees that had been left
at the top of a ridge. I could feel their upset. I could feel how
they missed their family. They are truly connected and bonded to one
another. They also let me see their surroundings the way that they
Once you see the world
from the perspective of a tree, you realize just how limited our
vision is. You realize the light that exists within everything.
Trees can see the "sparkle" that lives within all of us, and in all
things. And they can also see how absolutely nothing is "solid."
Trees see the movement,
the rhythmic dancing of the molecules that make up our forms. They
are wise beyond words. And because they can see the light and the
dance that exists within us all, they do not hold hate within
It simply cannot exist
within their high vibration.
The trees shared that land ownership should be regarded more like
becoming a parent. It is a privilege to have this child, and you
feel a love for them like you have never felt before. It is
unconditional. You do not own this child, nor do you want to control
You want to nurture them
so that they can reach their full potential in the time that you
have with them.
I'm not saying that we can't cut down any trees at all, or that
there can't be fields. There are certainly ways to farm while being
kind. More than half of the wildlife population has disappeared
since the 1970's. Leaving tree lines and bluffs of forest and
yard-sites is crucial to helping them survive.
They need to live
somewhere. They do an amazing job of avoiding us, but in the odd
case that they don't, we become so offended that they came onto
"our" property. Shot for no good reason other than the irrational
fear of what they "might do." We are the ones to fear.
Unfortunately, our fear
feeds upon itself, as does our greed. And our appetites will never
be satisfied. As long as the world feeds on greed, the
world will starve.
Bush land not far from my farm was being cleared last fall by a man
who farms with the money of corporate investors. His workers had
disturbed a mother bear and her 2 cubs from their den, as they were
already tucked in and hibernating for winter.
She came out and was growling at their machine. Her cubs, in terror,
ran up a nearby tree. The men taunted her. They laughed. They joked.
Then they shot her and stood smiling around her lifeless body.
Her cubs ran off, destined for certain death as winter approached
with no mother to care for them.
I still weep for her as I
write these words.
Fortunately, there was someone watching that day.
An elderly gentleman who
reported these men. They received a fine, but was it enough to teach
them anything? Does taking money on people teach them anything when
their hearts are hardened?
Ironically, this elderly
gentleman is a trapper. I certainly know a lot of farmers who would
not treat an animal with such cruelty, but this shows the disconnect
from our Earth by some of the people who are growing the food that
My ancestors moved here to Tenby in the 1940's, leaving the dust
bowl of southern Manitoba behind them.
My great granny, Maria Klassen, called Tenby, "the garden of
Eden," as it was like paradise to her.
There was beautiful clean
water to drink only 6 feet in the ground, wild fruit to pick, bush
rabbits and deer everywhere to sustain the family, and trees to fuel
the woodstove (she had to burn dried cow and horse manure where she
I feel my granny with me and I know that she is concerned for what
is happening to our beloved Tenby.
There is a gross
imbalance between the Earth and man's ego and fear driven
domination. Farming was different then, and I am certainly not
saying that I would like to go back to horses and ploughs and no
But people could just not
take too much back then. It seems that our massive machines have
made us deaf to the voice of nature, the soul of our Earth.
We can sit comfortably
within them and manipulate and control.
And what are
we teaching our children? That trees are worthless? That they were
I have been told,
"trees have only
moved into this area in the last 100 years, before that it was
It is true that the
landscape was more open, but it also had bio-diversity.
grasslands and marshes, not the mono-culture of today. And not all
of the harsh chemicals either. And judging by the rings of the oak
trees, they were definitely here 100 years ago.
We have been experiencing relentless winds here in Manitoba this
spring. It is heartbreaking to watch black clouds of soil drifting
into the ditches. The number of wide open fields is increasing, and
it really was not long ago that our own ancestors experienced the
There are still berms of
soil between fields that accumulated there during that era.
"we don't need
I have also been told,
"well, you never go
there (to a certain area of trees), so what do you care if they
Since when does a tree
need us to justify its existence? And besides, since when do we need
to enjoy an area to make it valuable?
Wildlife enjoys that
area, needs that area, and those trees are benefitting the world,
regardless of whether we know it and are enjoying them or not.
Humans seem to be the only species on this planet that are convinced
that you have to need something to be kind to it. If we can't
somehow see why we need it or how it will benefit us, it is of no
Even when we have
scientific proof that we need them, we would still rather see
monetary rewards. That somehow nature is worth more to us when it is
We have convinced ourselves that we are progressing, but as a
species, we are digressing. When we can no longer listen to the
voice of our mother and honor the very land that sustains us, then
we have indeed gone backwards.
We criticize earlier
civilizations, and yet, they were not in danger of destroying their
planet or themselves. There was a reverence for the Earth, as she
I will forever be grateful to my family that I have had the
opportunity to be a land "owner." I was given the rare childhood
privilege of freedom to explore nature and connect with the earth.
But I have also seen the ugly side of land ownership, of people who
take it for granted.
Many are genuinely
believing that they are good stewards of the land, in a logical
sense of course. But the land is more than soil composition and
yields of crops.
Not only that, many "good stewards of the land" are not organic
farming. I can feel that the earth is not happy with this.
Unfortunately, for a farmer to be "certified organic", and to
receive top dollar for your crop, you have to be practicing organic
farming methods on your land for 3 years. I have seen conventional
farmers deterred by this regulation. I understand that we don't want
our organic food chain to be contaminated, but there needs to be
better incentives for farmers to make the switch.
They will be making the
switch into a realm of farming that they are unfamiliar with, with
an unknown of their income for 3 years. They have been using certain
techniques, and controlling weeds with chemicals their entire lives.
There is a lot of
unlearning of the old and learning the new. It is a daunting idea,
especially when the bills are steep and the overhead is high.
Perhaps there could be better support for these farmers that are
determined to transfer their farms over to organic.
But as more and more people "wake up" and support the organic
farmers by choosing organic in the grocery stores, the demand will
rise, and conventional farmers will follow because that's where the
market will be.
My dad grew up in a Tenby where the wild honeybees swarmed thick in
the summers. I have never seen a swarm of wild honeybees. That is in
just one generation.
I keep several hives of tame honeybees in my backyard. After talking
to many experienced beekeepers in my area, the feelings are
unanimous; it is much harder to have bees now than it was even 10
years ago. They are running out of foraging areas, as well as there
is just too much spraying of harmful chemicals going on.
The disappearance of
trees also means the disappearance of the pollen each spring that
the bees depend on before the flowers and crops are blooming.
So how do we
connect deeper and communicate with Trees?
When I am out walking, I tend to allow myself to just wander and
feel "led" to where I need to go.
When I do this, I often
find that there was an experience or a lesson that I needed to
Not long ago, when my family and I were camping, I felt drawn to a
particular oak tree. As I approached, I could see that this was
indeed a very special tree, as there was a very obvious face forming
within the trunk.
There were also many
other faces forming within the bark throughout this tree.
Trees have the ability to manifest into the form that they choose,
and many choose to manifest a face. Perhaps this is why trees have
been given the title as "The Standing People." Many faces begin
first as only a single eye, as they take years to evolve into form.
My family wanted to carry on with our walk, so I promised this tree
that I would return the next morning, alone. I knew as I stepped
away that this was a tree with a story to tell.
The next morning, as I approached the oak, I heard the gentle words,
"the older the tree,
the more faces you see."
"Awe, yes, because they take time to form and evolve," I
I could feel the welcome
from the tree, so I sat down beneath its branches and closed my
An important element in speaking with trees, well, at least I have
found, is to have an open heart. Simply place your hand on your
heart centre and breathing in for 5 seconds and out for 5 seconds,
imagining your breath flowing in and out of your chest.
This will relax you and harmonize your energy. Then simply notice
what enters your awareness.
I often ask,
"what does Nature
have to teach me today?"
This way, Nature knows
that I am open to learning and am listening.
As I sat beneath the tree, I couldn't help but notice the roar of
traffic as the Trans Canada Highway was less than a km away. Where I
come from, the only traffic is the occasional passing by of a
neighbor (usually a family member).
"You never get a
break from this," I said to the tree.
"I remember when there were no vehicles," replied the tree. "All
was quiet. Now I have to imagine back to that time."
As I sank further into
the awareness of the oak, I felt how Nature was coping with the
She was filling herself
in as thickly as she could with hazelbrush and chokecherry trees.
The sweet scent of their blossoms was thick in the air and the
morning birds were singing while the dew illuminated the light
within the leaves.
I opened my eyes and noticed an oak tree with a crooked trunk, not
far from the oak I was sitting beneath.
"Did she choose to
grow that way?" I asked the oak tree.
"It was not her choice," the oak replied.
I then seen an image of a
cow stepping on the oak when she was a sapling and snapping her
The oak continued,
"She healed, because
like you, these things happen for us, not to us."
I felt the acceptance of
Nature, and that everything happens for a reason. Nature moves on
and makes the best of what is available. Just like with the noise,
Nature was now dealing with what life was offering.
I gave my thanks to the Oak for his lessons, placing my hands upon
his bark and caressing the many faces.
"You are beautiful,"
I sighed as I pulled myself away.
It is important to step
as lightly as you can when you walk through Nature.
Show respect and
mindfulness of all who reside there, even the mosquito and the
poison ivy. They are all part of an intricate system of life.
I have also felt the reverence that trees feel for those who have
fallen, and the appreciation that they have for their contribution
to the soil that now feeds their roots. They honor one another at
every phase of life, and know the importance of playing their role.
A couple of years ago, the Maple trees in my yard told me a story
that they wanted me to share with the Children of Earth.
The trees feel that it is
time for the children of Earth, of all ages, to remember who they
are and what they are capable of. To remember how powerful they are.
And above all, to be true to who they truly are, because this is how
we will make the world a better place.
Nature always provides powerful lessons that are easy to understand.
She knows how to speak to the knowing within our hearts. All we are
really doing is remembering, or "waking up."
They wish to inspire us to grow without the fear of falling. That
even though growth can hurt and it isn't always easy, it is always
worth it. That each and every one of us is important and meant to be
here, and how critical it is for each of us to accept who we are and
grow into who we are meant to be.
This story has become a children's book, "The Sapling" which will be
released late this summer.
It also honors the cycles of life and that
there is no death, only transformation,
therefore, there is nothing to be afraid of.
The trees have also shared with me how they have noticed how unaware
most people are of their energy and of what they are doing with it.
Of what they carelessly "put out there" into the Universe and take
in as well.
From my perspective, it
seems that they see our energy pathways like giant branches growing
out from our bodies. These pathways are either thick or skinny,
depending how much we are "feeding" that pathway with our beliefs,
thoughts, emotions, energy and focus.
They said that we are the creators of
our reality, and how people are
literally creating the world that they live in with the energy
pathways that they are feeding. We often "pinch" ourselves off from
communication or other profound experiences simply because we
haven't strengthened that pathway with the belief that we can do it.
This is why I have included energy exercises within the book,
inspired by the trees, to help children and their parents be aware
of their energy bodies and pathways. There is techniques and advice
on how to balance and harmonize them as well.
Thank you so much for reading and to all of you who have "heard the
call" or are just remembering that you have heard it. Nature is
speaking to you, do not doubt yourself.
We are the ones we have been waiting for. We chose to be here.
We are powerful creators
creating a peaceful, radiant Earth, or else we wouldn't have come...