My Street Japan. Day 15.

My Street Japan. DAY 15. Tammy T. Stone

“Mother Nature is always speaking. She speaks in a language understood within the peaceful mind of the sincere observer. Leopards, cobras, monkeys, rivers and trees; they all served as my teachers when I lived as a wanderer in the Himalayan foothills.” – Radhanath Swami

I no longer live in the Himalayas (though I dream of returning), and my mind is definitely not as consistently peaceful as I’d like it to be, but I am still a wanderer at heart, and I love hearing this tree speaking down the road from where I live.

This tree reminds me of Big Bird! This, in turn, reminds me of my childhood, which sits amid such different colours from the ones that surround me now.

Doesn’t the tree look so alive, a spirit peeking out from behind the building, knowing how much we need it, dancing in full regalia, a gown trailing the ground in subtle, but powerful motion?

The pylons only offset the stunning beauty of a natural green …