What struck me about the photo is how, these trees, growing on rocks, managed to reach for and hold onto each other. With all of the divisiveness in our country, the image of these two trees reaching out to each other at a hard place, was the perfect antidote image of 9/11. A rebuilding from the rubble, and a vision of what we are capable of, if we choose love and grace instead of anger.
Not only aesthetically beautiful, but the image immediately stopped me…from whatever busyness was firing away in my mind. A call to pause, to be right sized, to more humbly recognize my place in the Vast Plan.
I hadn’t thought of the 9/11 connection, but your comment adds a significant dimension to the image. Thanks for your comment.
What struck me about the photo is how, these trees, growing on rocks, managed to reach for and hold onto each other. With all of the divisiveness in our country, the image of these two trees reaching out to each other at a hard place, was the perfect antidote image of 9/11. A rebuilding from the rubble, and a vision of what we are capable of, if we choose love and grace instead of anger.
That’s how I feel every time I ride by on my bike.
Not only aesthetically beautiful, but the image immediately stopped me…from whatever busyness was firing away in my mind. A call to pause, to be right sized, to more humbly recognize my place in the Vast Plan.