A Sacred Spot

This evening Maria and I attended a weekday meeting at the Sandy Springs Friend’s church and before the service we walked around the attached cemetery. While walking around the cemetery I felt drawn to a huge, very old, beautiful tulip poplar near the center. I felt the tree call to me, inviting me to be with it and, at the same time, Maria suggested I do the same. I went over and connected with the massive presence of the tree. My impression was that it had been watching over the cemetery, a sacred place, for a long time. The spot had been made sacred by the people and spirits who treated it as such, a valuable lesson for me.