I’ve been talking to tree buds lately. 🌱
Every day. Fully out loud. No regrets.
They’re just starting to show up- those first little hints of green that mean life is coming back. I welcome them. Thank them for showing up. For doing what they do without anyone asking them to.
I’ve been starting my mornings that way lately. ☀️ A little gratitude. A few words of intention. Nothing fancy, just a quiet conversation with myself and apparently, the trees.
I think about silence a lot. Real silence. The kind you can only find deep in a forest somewhere with no traffic, no hum of the refrigerator, no noise bleeding in from everywhere. Just… peace. 🫶🏼
The kind that actually recharges something in you.
I don’t always get that. But some mornings, standing outside talking to a tree bud, it’s close enough.
