Hugging Trees

By Kerri Romeo

Alice stood at the edge of the forest.  She had been away from home for a very long time now.  Her curiosities about the world were only growing stronger. A feeling of homesickness had started to sink in too though.  She especially missed Dinah (her cat) who by now may even be a mother!  There was sooo much more to understand and change in the world, but this unusual yet familiar feeling had come over her.  She was being called to slow down, reconnect and listen to the stories of her own family.  She didn’t know why she had this gentle, but persistent sense to return home.  It was all very curious.  But it was at this moment when she was about to go in a different direction when the White Rabbit appeared again, his tail vanishing into these woods. So with the comfort of home on her mind, Alice wondered ‘Should I follow him?  Should I fall down another rabbit hole?’

The rabbit rarely appears without good reason.  Alice knows some truth is to be found.  Was the call to return home and the pull to follow the White Rabbit into the forest a conflicting choice?  Or were they somehow related?  And what about the darkness ahead?  Alice forgot to be afraid when she fell into her first rabbit hole.  Why was she more hesitant this time?  Does greater awareness instill greater fear?  When does fear protect and when does it paralyze our growth?  Contemplation and overthinking keep Alice stuck where she is.  On the edge.  Neither coming nor going.  

“Listen…”

The faint word came from within.  She knew it was safe and she stepped into the forest.

A few steps in she feels her fears subside and instead feels protected and held by the trees that surround her.  This was an enchanting world she never knew existed.  How many trees had she passed by unnoticed?  She looks up at their towering presence now.  They appear as if capable of touching the sky, but choosing to stay grounded.   How many lives have they witnessed?  For hundreds, sometimes thousands of years.  How many storms have they withstood?   

Alice reaches out to touch the rough surface of a fir tree and the Ladybug appears.  They listen…

“​​…do you want to know a secret? Do you promise not to tell?” 

Moss covers the forest and Alice finds a cluster of mushrooms. Could the Caterpillar be near?!  A fuzzy caterpillar does shyly peer out from behind the fungi.  Alice giggles.  This sweet caterpillar certainly is not the moody Caterpillar from Wonderland and not the messenger they were seeking this time. 

“Whoa-oh-oh, closer…Let me whisper in your ear” 

Who could it be?  Alice tiptoes around and the Ladybug flutters about, listening to find the source of this secret.  The wind rustles the leaves all around them and it becomes clear to Alice…this was a message from nature; from the trees!  The Secret Language of the Trees

Just as Alice’s intuition was informing her to look deeper into the roots of her origins with her family, the trees were communicating with their own family and friends beneath the surface. Sometimes what appears as darkness, is just an unknown truth waiting to be discovered.    

What if we evolved as the trees and understood that we grow, by supporting one another?  We flourish by nurturing one another.  We thrive by sharing in our symbiotic relationship with one another. Not only between different races, classes, genders of humans, but with plants and animals as well. Say the words all of life and nature wants to hear…

“I’m in love with you, ooh, ooh, ooh…”


*Video recommended by one of Alice’s guides…Victoria Hall

Song lyrics referenced from the Beatles Do You Want To Know A Secret

Learn more: 

Do Trees Talk to Each Other?

Old-Growth Logging

Don’t forget the rainforest

The original tree huggers


Kerri spends her days as an office administrator for a ballet barre manufacturer and her free time playing frisbee with her dog in NJ.  Often at a loss for words in person, she writes to make sense of the world and connect with others.  She wishes for more curiosity & kindness in the world.

Published by Kerri Romeo

Kerri spends her days as an office administrator for a ballet barre manufacturer and her free time playing frisbee with her dog in NJ. Often at a loss for words in person, she writes to make sense of the world and connect with others . She wishes for more curiosity & kindness in the world.

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