via All One
Bela posted a lovely poem with a series of beautiful photos related to memories and re-membering. When we re-member, we make things whole with all members in place without surrendering mystery we cannot fully understand. Like a community, each member is related to one another.
The picture of the gnarled trees drew me. The trees remind me moving through time is not a fixed and linear path. Instead, beauty reveals itself in the detours and crags, re-membered as I reflect on where I have soujourned, joyous and painful. I am marked by joy and pain I experience.
I took this picture in Jasper National Park several years ago. The roots in random ways have emerged from the stones, offering a path up the hill amongst the trees they are connected to.
Teacher as Transformer 
Great picture! Reminds me that even though our lives have rocky spots, we still flourish even if we have a few bumps and bruises to show for it.
Thank you Bev. Sometimes, it is the bumps and bruises that lead to flourishing.
Mahalo for sharing, Ivon.
Bienvenue Bela.
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A GNARLY GNARLED TREE!
Wow.. Awesome pictures and very nice share.. 👌👌
Thank you Sadia.
You’re welcome.😄