Right now the local utility company is chainsawing a lovely palm tree down at the edge of the canyon view lot I live on.
They’re killing it because it’s beginning to interfere with the utility pole. That pole holds my internet connection so it’s important to me.
So why do I feel a real sadness? The sound of the saw hurts me!
The tree is down and now they are cutting it up to get rid of it somehow.
I hate this.
I hate that the first thing they (we) think of is the tree has to go!
I know it would cost more to move the pole, but that would be my choice and I truly believe it is the right choice.
I don’t know when the palm was planted. I don’t know if it was planted deliberately or just grew there on it’s own.
I don’t know when the pole went in so I have no way of knowing if this killing could have been prevented by some forethought.
I can make a case that opening up that corner will actually be good for the other plants and trees. And it may be so. Pruning is often necessary.
I’m glad, and grateful for my internet connection. And I’ll probably quit noticing the gap, which is considerable, in a month or two.
My wish is that all beings be happy and free from fear.
Darn! I want to apologize not only to that palm but to all the other plant beings humans wantonly destroy.
When they’re done I’ll go down to the spot and do some sort of ritual to heal at least me.
Thanks for listening.
Love and blessings,