Friday, May 23, 2008
Every Tree is the World Tree
I have always loved trees (perhaps an extension of my mother apparently walking through the woods when she was pregnant with me). They fill me with a great sense of mystery, peace, and power, and growing up in New England, I was surrounded by maple, spruce, and pine.
Since working with the Fae, my understanding of tree magick has deepened considerably. It's my understanding that every tree is the world tree - they are all connected. We can travel to other worlds using any tree we see - ones in our yards, on a city block, in the woods, or standing next to a lone house on the prarie.
When spending time yesterday morning with the Fae, I was reminded that we can speak spells into the trees, and they will immediately carry that magick to every tree all over the world. The power of that spell is then radiated out into the air through leaves and sunk deep into the earth through roots.
Quite literally, put your lips next to the bark, intentionally speak your spells of love, peace, beauty, whatever, and send it throughout the planet.
Speaking isn't the only way to achieve this. Send healing energy into a tree, spiraling out that power from your heart chakra. Sing a song into a tree. Touch a tree with intention, and all that will eventually make its way into the air we breathe and the ground we stand on. (One great way to do this for city dwellers is to brush them with your fingertips as you walk by; I do this all the time and find it not only works spells throughout the world, but connects me more deeply to the trees on my walking route.)
Blessed be the trees.
Some of my favorites are pictured throughout this post. The maples remind me of my New England home. The Joshua Trees are so magical and were one of my Grandmother Francis' favorites (they can be found in Arizona, and there's actually a national park dedicated to these beauties). Finally, the Ponderosa Pine is a stunning tree, and one of the world's largest stands of them is in Northern Arizona, along the Mogollan rim, a favorite haunt of mine when I lived in the Southwest.
(Most photo credits were hard to come by: The Ponderosa Pine image was taken by Buddy Mays.)