I was on top of a roof Saturday morning watching the sun and the skies, as they were particularly beautiful. There's an old tree who's taller branches just barely clear the house. I walked over to where the tree branches were hanging over the roof and the moment I touched the branches, I was immediately filled with a sensation that I was in the presence of something familiar, like a really old friend or a wise grandparent. But at the same time, I felt like was hanging out with the old family dog too, because the feeling was completely friendly and had a spark of playfulness. I just thank Spirit for the experience, and I'll be sure to hang out with nature more often!
