Dear tree.
Relieve me from all that is ready to leave.
Infuse me with all that is ready to grow.
Anchor me in the environment in which my roots can flourish, its tendrils exploring the depths of my soul and connecting me to the core of all that is.
Cover me in times of trouble.
Ground me with your wisdom.
Hold space as I branch out and bloom.
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