A Conversation with a Willow Tree

Here I share about a deeply healing interaction with a tree that has always held a special place in my heart.

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Reconnecting to Old Roots

Today I had the opportunity to visit an old Willow tree near where I grew up. This tree held a particular magic and was always special to me. I used to love to play beneath the globe of her branches, feeling as though I had been transported into another world.

When I was young, I remember watching Disney’s Pocahontas movie and feeling electrified by the way she talked to trees and had animal companions. THAT was the kind of life I wanted! I NEEDED that to be my life too!

I was enthralled by Grandmother Willow. But sometime after the movie, I was devastated when my parents explained that “you can’t really talk to trees. They aren’t alive in that way. And anyway, that kind of stuff is animism. If you’re talking to something like a tree, then it’s not really a tree. It’s actually a demon.” I felt like someone had cut me to the core when they spoke those words to me… They had taken the aliveness of the world away from me without even realizing what they were doing and how devastating that was to me. A part of me felt like it died that day.

But some hopeful little part of me rebelled. I decided I could secretly pretend to talk to trees. I was always sad that it wasn’t real, but they couldn’t take my play from me. I would at least imagine I was a part of that world. It would be my little secret. A tiny thing that my fiery little heart could hold onto.

Years later, as an adult who was fully aware of her abilities to talk to nature and the spiritual realm, I visited that sacred tree once more. And when I did, something happened that took my breath away…

I began breathing with her, inhaling deeply and entering a meditative state while I began to reach into her energy. Once I felt connected, I telepathically introduced myself to her.

“I remember you,” the old tree replied in the cackley voice of an old woman. I could hear a smile in her tone. “You used to pretend you could talk to me when you were little. But you didn’t know that it was REAL. I could hear you even then and I was speaking back to you, only you thought it was your imagination…”

I was stunned.

Soon images began to flood into my mind… They were her memories of me as a child, playing happily and giggling underneath her. She felt so much joy in my love for her. Of conversations imagined, yet real, that passed between us. Most of it was far from profound. I was, after all, only a child playing. Yet there was a magic in the sheer interaction.

Something in me began to come back to life again.

The Willow tree then told me, “Few still believe we are alive, and even fewer talk to us. Those times were precious to me. I’m glad you came back. We can talk to each other clearly now that you know you can hear me. I am old, you know, and I may not last many more seasons...”

Many of her huge branches which were magnificent when I was young, had since broken off. And her flexible green branches were thinning, growing only in patches here and there, like the thinning of an old woman’s hair.

I wept… Overwhelmed at what was happening, and that so much of my interactions were real. That the world I so desperately longed for had been there all along. The subtle realm was always reaching out to me, even when I didn’t fully realize it.

As tears trickled down my cheeks and into her roots, she gave me an invitation.

“You can take me with you. So that I can live on. Take me to your new home, and plant some of my branches in your soil. I can grow anew there, and some of my wisdom will be carried with me so that you can talk to me for years to come. Long after this trunk has failed and I turn into earth once more…”

My heart ached, having just connected to her again and being unable to continue visiting her now that I lived in another place.

“Do not weep,” the grandmotherly tree comforted. “One should not fear death. For only untimely death is a tragedy.”

I quieted and my emotions again became peaceful. I stood there for a long time with her. I then asked her to share some of her wisdom with me…

The following are words scribbled down just after my time with her was finished:

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The Willow-Tree’s Wisdom

There are homes, and homes-within-homes…chambers within chambers.

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Spiritual bodies are like water. Water is attracted to itself so it tends to stay together.

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There are waters above and waters below. (“Below” was referring both to the waters on the ground, such as lakes and rivers, as well as waters below the surface of the earth.) The waters were separated into these two different kinds. (Above and below.)

Similarly, there are things in the spiritual realm (represented by the ‘waters above’) that are like the physical things on earth (aka the ‘waters below’). These things are similar to each other but not the same. Spiritual things are similar to earthly things yet not identical, they take on a different form.

Trees bring the water from below and transform it to the water above. Trees are meant to be our homes. By living among them, we would dwell in a type of portal space…

Similarly, humans are like upside down trees. We have our roots in ‘the above,’ (the spiritual realm) and should draw things down from that realm to release them into the earth.

Yet, our body does draw some of what it needs from the earth. This means that our bodies have two flows: one that draws things from the earth into our body. {An upward flow.} And we have another flow that draws things down from the heavens and into the earth via our spirit…

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There are two ways to move into a spiritual state:

1. To be still and calm, essentially ignoring one’s body. (Think: stillness and meditation, or fasting.)

2. The other method is to instead tune-in solely to one’s spirit. This requires movement and body awareness. Things like dancing while chanting. Here, one energizes the body and engages its flow, then one also engages the spirit’s flow as well. Some can more easily engage the body’s flow. These individuals usually start with the bodily flow and then get both flows working in tandem. (Think: practices like Qigong, Tai chi, spinning or dancing.)

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The reason why there is so much dark knowledge of the spiritual and so little of the light is because many of the people who were of the light divorced themselves from the spiritual realm… And we know that separation brings death. So the remaining spiritual people are experiencing a death in the atmosphere as a result of the divorce of the others…

But, if one brings even just two people together in marriage, then life can be born. {*This is not referring to having children but to spiritual life which creates “seeds” that can grow into something…}

Not many are needed to come together in order to create life. A few can accomplish this task and have success.

Creator does not often work through the masses. Instead, he works through the few. It only takes a few people to make good “seeds*” and place them into the earth. That is all that the Creator desires…

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Creator is water and Wisdom is the wind. You have more water and wind in you than you do clay. Meaning that we are spiritual beings even more so than we are physical beings…

Water is life, and breath is life.

Then the tree told me something about humans. That we are more like a clay pot than we realize. I suspect she was referring to our ability to hold and channel spiritual things…

Then our conversation came to a close.

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This tree, and my encounters with her, shaped me before I fully understood them. For those of you wondering, she is the inspiration for my pen name that I use here on substack. :)

Dive date: Sept 11 2022

1 day after the full moon

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New here?

What if it were possible to have conversations with angels and other spiritual beings? What would they say? What questions would we find ourselves asking them? What if we could pour ourselves a beverage and listen to someone interview them on a podcast or YouTube channel?

These writings are perhaps a glimpse into that very idea. Here I share journal excerpts from my own conversations with angels, I call these experiences “dives…”

Allow me to introduce you to:

• Marcus & Akiemba, my two guardian angels who are my primary spiritual “tutors.”

• A water dragon named Emerald, who has chosen to live near my home.

• Storm, a human who happens to be my amazing husband. :)

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As we begin this journey together I ask you to start the same way I did. To hold an open mind and ask yourself this question: is there truth to be found here?

I can’t wait to introduce you to the realm at the edge of our senses!
-Willow :)

P.S.

This collection is the perfect place to begin immersing yourself into the realm of dives:

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