Or, if I was sad, I could climb into one of her many curving branches and nestle up and feel like I was being embraced. I didn't have humans to embrace when I was struggling. We often go to humans to help us through in life. Thinking of Julia in the tree becoming wiser and wiser, I am reminded of a ritual that so many children actually make up. It is common for youngsters to build a tree house or have a special tree to climb and befriend.
Children naturally go for what is healing and nurturing.
I remember a special secret place I had as a child. It was a weeping willow tree that my best friend Marsha and I would climb to separate ourselves from the everyday world. It was secret and magical. The wind would move the branches and we would feel very safe and hidden within the willow tree's long tresses. Hill not only climbed the tree, she lived in it, letting Luna's roots be her roots to Mother Earth.