While we were all peeling apples for my mom's apple crumble, I remembered a dear story:
An apple tree grows in a forest under near some tall oak trees. At night, the apple tree sees stars through the branches of the oak trees, and is jealous of the stars, thinking herself not beautiful. A voice tells her to be patient, to wait, and she will see that she too has stars. The apple tree doesn't believe, and continues to stare up at the oak trees and the stars in their branches. Fall comes, and the apple tree sheds her apples, and one of them splits, revealing a star at its core, and the apple tree finally understands.
I learned this story a few years ago and it has always resonated with me. To think about what is really inside of us and inside of others. To remember that we need to be patient (I'm not very good at that). And to know that beauty lies all around us.
3 comments:
You're a star, Erin!
That's a good story and an apt photo. Thanks for sharing that.
I love the imagery of stars inside of us. Think about the life cycle of stars in the universe! Think of our own supernovas and black holes, but also about how brightly they shine over great distances...
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