If Vocal Was a Tree I'd Hug It

A tree is an awesome thing. A magnetic force with much virtue. As a statue of nature it is living and breathing. Much more awesome is a thing with magnitude. A simple statuesque form has much to offer. Not just aesthetics but as in function.

Yes, trees give air, enough to feed a planet and we as people thrive more on air than we do food. "A single tree such as a mature Beech can produce enough oxygen for 10 people for a year.” Imagine that. (More here). So indeed, people should be planting as many trees as possible.

Tree Huggers have the right idea just as readers do. Both start out with a concept. They burst forth in stamina. They are kind. They take their time. They enjoy the moment. So to read a book is the same as hugging a tree? Yep, right down to honoring the paper it's written on.

Let's not get into the age old environmental point about the poor trees. Yes deforestation is wrong but that is not my argument here. They do grow back, and more can be planted. Somewhere in the infinitesimal meaning of things is the idea that without trees producing paper, Edison could not have shared his work about the invention of the light bulb. Johann Carolus would not have created the first newspaper,"Relation aller Furnemmen und gedenckwurdigen Historien (Collection of all Distinguished and Commemorable News). There would be no first Valentine, a poem written in 1415 by Charles, Duke of Orleans, to his wife while he was imprisoned in the Tower of London following his capture at the Battle of Agincourt. Or the first children's book would never have been made, "A Little Pretty Pocket-Book," a publication aimed at children, containing a mixture of rhymes, picture stories and games. Consider the first wood cut print (when an artist carves an image into the surface of a block of wood) and the fact that the tree will live graciously forever and ever in the heart of art.

All that is history however, there are bigger points to consider. Yes, bigger than history. Tree Huggers in meaning will last forever too. You might think the Tree Hugger Movement came straight out of the 1960's because of all the environmental efforts back then. In fact it arose from 69 women and 294 men of Bishnois Hinduism in western Rajasthan, India in 1730. They were killed for protecting the trees in their village from being used for a palace. Political possible, economic reasons also possible but the perception lasting all this time is that the reason was environmental. more-so spiritual. Bishnoi villagers considered the trees of Khejarli forest as sacred. I am sure they used the trees for many things at that time. As we do today as well.

Today, Tree Huggers are most definitely considered environmentalists. Saving them to preserve the planet and people.

There are those also who also have a spiritual lean to the presence of a tree in their arms. That they can enjoy the essence of it, meditate on it or otherwise have a shared energy value to hugging one. The concept of grounding one's energy comes from this. As the tree takes light from the sky, it feeds the earth. Therefore the idea is that people should do the same. If only we could, how enriched we would be. How better the planet just by our existence.

History is being written right here. Online media is many things for many people but as a much broader aspect it is a huge venue for learning. For writing, for reading. From Novice to professional it's all here for anyone to enjoy. Stories and articles and even poetry right here, expanding on newspapers, magazine, blogs, and social media. Writers get to create, display their work any way they choose pretty much. It doesn't get much better than that.

There is something to be said for inspiration. It drives the wind. Without it we are nothing. We don't get up in the morning. We don't take a break. We don't muddle a moment. Inspiration is the air through the leaves, our thoughts. Our heart, the trunk. The roots, our soul. Where we've been and the heights we reach.

So the next time you read a story or an article here, think of it as a mental hug. Think of yourself as a conduit for that mental light exchange in the act of reading itself.

Yes, if Vocal was a tree I'd hug it, and you.

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