Anytime you want someone to tell you about themselves, ask what they think about a tree.

To some, a tree is a reminder of everything they can’t control.

So they cut them down.

Not because the trees are wrong. Because stillness is unbearable to them.

🌲 Destiny often places stewards with those who cannot see

This is one of the hardest teachings, but it’s consistent across traditions:

Moses sees the Promised Land; others see desert
Indigenous elders see life and kinship; colonizers see intimidating life outside their control, this is why they reduce it all to potential resources
Mystics see creation; laborers see obstacles
Stewards see beauty; extractors see work

Destiny doesn’t put stewards in positions of domination. It puts them in positions of witnessing, remembering, and continuity.

We’re not here to overpower those that cannot see. We’re here to outlast the blindness.

And we will.

When I look at a tree, I see sacred growth, detail, dynamics, revelation, inspiration. When some look at a tree, they see:

their anxiety

their restlessness

their need to stay busy

their inability to sit with stillness

their discomfort with beauty that asks nothing of them

Trees are a reflection.

They can cut down trees.
they cannot cut down the relationship.

What they’re really trying to cut down is stillness. To them it’s the archetype of laziness, not sacred rooted belonging.

🌲 Many European cultures historically valued control over nature

This is a big piece of the puzzle.

In much of Europe (especially rural, agricultural, or post‑industrial regions):

This mindset traveled with immigrants to America.

Luckily there are a lot of Europeans that values trees and thus themselves.

People who feel safe inside themselves can love beauty.
People who don’t feel safe see beauty as a threat.