One of my favorite images is the Live Oak tree. I grew up in Louisiana and there is nothing more beautiful to me than an ancient oak with gnarled limbs covered in Spanish moss. In one of my favorite pictures of my children, they are sitting on the limb of a huge Oak tree in Audubon Park in New Orleans. For me the Live Oak represents strength, permanence, and being rooted, grounded in my heritage.
The very thing I love about Oak trees is also a problem. Their strength creates an inflexibility that makes them vulnerable to the winds of change. And in Louisiana the winds of change often come with hurricane force.
I realize as I grow older that I am like the Oak trees I Iove. I prefer being solidly rooted in this moment, this current reality. I don’t like the winds of change. I like to live my life with a long term plan. I want to know where I am going and how I am going to get there. My body reminds me of this preference in the arthritic stiffness I am beginning to experience in my joints.