On a recent morning walk, I noticed this tree bark. To me it looked like someone cut it and, to help it heal, someone stitched it. It moved me so deeply that I paused to tune into this amazing Sycamore tree. Spending time tuning in, the following chant came to me:
“Who cut you, who witnessed and stitched you like this? I bow to Thee, I bow to Thee.”
To honor nature’s healing and nurturing abilities, I invite you to chant it with me