The Love Between a Tree and a Human

​I spent the entire winter dreaming of this very view! This time of year makes me feel incredibly good. Whenever I don't feel spiritually well, I come here to walk and spend time with nature and animals. Although I am normally someone who struggles to focus and cannot stay in one place for long, I completely lose track of time here. I press my feet against the earth, accompanied by the sound of birds and the gentle breeze. Lately, this is the only thing that truly calms me down.

​People living in the city will understand exactly what I mean. The sound of horns, the smell of exhaust, the crowds... sometimes I find it hard even to breathe. Occasionally, I want to escape and settle in a small town, but leaving this city where I was born and raised feels like saying goodbye to someone I love. This city feels toxic yet real to me. So, I find the remedy by escaping here frequently. There are hundreds of trees here, but every time I come, I sit under the same one. This tree has no special features that distinguish it from the others; in fact, it is even scrawnier and less flashy. The only thing that makes it special is that once, without knowing where I was walking, I took refuge under a tree while crying. In that quiet place where no one sees or passes by, that scrawny, humble tree became my home that day, and I could never let it go again. Among hundreds of trees, I can recognize it instantly even in a crowd. I greet it when I arrive and say goodbye by hugging it when I leave. After a while, I became so attached to it that I started to think I was losing my mind.
​I have loved nature and animals since childhood anyway. But for the first time, I am experiencing "love" with a tree. Of course, this is not like the love felt for the opposite sex. This is like love for the Divine! Pure, silent, and innocent... I talk to it every day, but our conversations have progressed so much now that the time I spend there is increasing; it's as if time itself is being pulled away. Sometimes I tell it my troubles, sometimes my dreams, and I promise that when my dreams come true and I leave this place, I will visit it at every opportunity. It is very silent, but the feeling of being understood that I get when talking to it is something no human has ever given me. It's as if it's aware of everything and silently supporting me. When I hug it, I feel so relaxed, so free, and so divine that it is impossible to find this feeling in a human! The last time I felt this way was when I hugged my dog.
​Those who read this might say, "Oh, what a sensitive and romantic girl." Actually, I’m not—at least, those who know me from the outside wouldn't think so—because I only experience this in nature. I lose myself there, as if I become one with the earth and nature and blend into them. This is a magnificent feeling! In fact, sometimes I experience such a deep sense of fulfillment there that I want to scream, "This is what it means to be alive!"

​No, I haven't gone mad!
​I just found where I belong. I remembered my essence. I have always been a well-loved and respected person, always valued by everyone, but I never felt truly "full." There was a huge void in my soul. To fill that void, I settled for fake loves and sought healing in the wrong places. Now, in my world, it doesn't matter much how things are. Did I experience something bad? I know exactly where to go to recharge!
​I hope everyone searching finds their healing at the right door and brings their soul to fulfillment. Please, if you have never hugged a tree or if you see this as madness, try it objectively a few times; give it a chance and give it some time. I found what I was looking for here; if your soul is in pain, perhaps what you are looking for is there too. Please give it a chance. Best regards...

​Note: The original text was written by me in Turkish, and I used AI to assist with the translation to reach a wider audience.

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