144. Which Tree Should It Be?

If you visit the Earth Sanctuary, and walk along the edges of the ponds, look up the hill to the other side. There is a cedar there. You might have to search for a moment or two. You will find it, the one that is perfect, the one that reminds you that I am present in the universe… with you, now, and forever. Just be still. And know…

I really should visit more often.  The location of the Earth Sanctuary is somewhere between Langley and Freeland, maybe 15 minutes from the Clinton Ferry Terminal.

Let Peace Prevail on Earth wooden poster at the Earth Sanctuary, Langley, WA.
At the Earth Sanctuary, Langley, WA.

I love a good ride on the ferry, although it’s a bit creepy these days with no Titanic moments on the upper deck, and the inner benches half barricaded by red caution tape.  

Maybe some other year or some other lifetime, I will make it an intention to venture on biweekly day trips.  The yearly pass for the Sanctuary is only $35.  The Ferry would be the biggest expense. There is a cafe nearby that creates incredible avocado toast.  Definitely a trifecta of amazingness.

As we wandered the woods of the Earth Sanctuary, I was immersed in the experience of woodland scents and sounds.  But my eyes would strategically drift away, searching.  Which tree should it be?  Where would I want my ashes to be dispersed?  It sounds morbid. It was not.

The obvious choice, a cedar tree, left a lot of options.  Certainly, the Earth Sanctuary houses far more deciduous trees than evergreens at this moment, but there is still a plethora of cedar to choose from.

In the first day of autumn outlook, I could see that many cedars overlook the ponds.  Which one is the right one? 

If you visit the Earth Sanctuary, and walk along the edges of the ponds, look up the hill to the other side.  There is a cedar there.  You might have to search for a moment or two.  You will find it, the one that is perfect, the one that reminds you that I am present in the universe… with you, now, and forever. Just be still.  And know…

Author: Michele Plumb Stowell

Michele Stowell was a teacher, a hand holder, and encouraging voice. Born an early Gen Xer, she has lived in Western Washington for the duration. Her children, two spectacular genetic daughters and an uncountable number of marvelous scout and school sons and daughters, shine as her biggest impact and her greatest blessing. Just before her 54th birthday, Michele was diagnosed with stage four cancer. Her writing and art work are expressions of the drama and the joy of living earth bound. On October 24, 2021, Michele was released from her physical body, transported to continue her work on other realms.

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