Whenever
I ponder the World Tree, I often reflect on my own relations with trees. In my
experience, They are magical beings, Each with their own personalities. By
carrying their own vision of the world inside Themselves, each species of tree
offers something of Themselves to the Axis
Mundus, which is the World Tree.
In
imagining this Axis Mundus, I think
back on my experience with a white oak, which lived next to my third story
condo. During a hurricane (more than fifteen years ago) the tree fell through
my living room. Between the chaos and the debris, I stopped to marvel at this immense
tree laying on the floor, taking up my living-dining room. The crown, the
branches, the leaves, the acorns, and the trunk all spilled out over the floor.
Amongst the debris were some squirrels and two of their nests. (That is a story
for another time.)
As
I touched the felled tree, I felt that I stepped through a door to other
worlds. All of these worlds, whether they were below, above, or in-between,
were connected through this tree. Moreover, all life was centered in, around,
under, above, and through this tree. For me, it was a disorienting, yet
remarkable experience. From that, I gained knowledge of the World Tree.
Now
when I picture the World Tree, I see a towering, massive tree with branches
reaching to the sky, and roots reaching deep into the earth. This broadleaf
tree offers shade from the sun and shelter from the rain. The leaves reflect
the passing seasons, but they never leave the tree completely bare. Also, this
tree provides food for the beings living in it and around it.
Again,
I flashed to a huge oak in my life. This oak of my adolescence sat next to a
stone wall in my family’s yard. A clothesline ran from its lower trunk to one
of the posts of our patio. This oak tree was said to be a least two hundred
years old, and seemed as ancient (at least to me). Whenever, I hung out wet clothes
or gathered in the dried ones, the Tree would talk to me. In the summer, I
would look up into the crooked branches, and watch the leaves move in the
breeze. In the fall, “She” would drop acorns on me. (I thought of this Oak as
“She.”) In winter, a few brown leaves would wave at me. Through it all, the Tree
was there for me.
To
guide me further, the Oak introduced me to the squirrels. These mammals seemed
to be everywhere: eating acorns, buying acorns, chasing each other, and
building leaf nests. During the mating season, the squirrels would gather
leaves to refurbish their nests. When I was feeling my teenage angst, the
squirrels would cheer me up with their activities. The squirrels were partners
to the Oak, as they were nurtured by Her, and they cared for Her.
This
Oak nurtured me through some stormy times. She counseled me and gave me her
strength. She offered the world to me, for which I was grateful. With her help,
I made it through adolescence.
Therefore
I regard the Oak to be the World Tree, the Axis
Mundus. Furthermore, the lore about oak trees in various cultures supports
my idea. For example, the Celts, not only considered oaks to be Chieftain Trees,
but also the Doorway to Other Worlds. To the Romans and Greeks, the oak
represented Jupiter and Zeus (respectively), the heads of their pantheons.
These Gods spoke through lightening which was caught by the oak. This
lightening would travel from the oak’s crown to its roots. This means to me that
the oak acted as the Axis Mundus. Not
only that, but the oak also contains the sheer life force of the Universe. That
is how I imagine the World Tree.
Works Used.
Hageneder,
Fred, “The Meaning of Trees.”
Chronicle Books: San Francisco. 2005. Print.
Hidalgo,
Sharlyn, “The Healing Power of Trees.”
Llewellyn: Woodbury MN. 2010. Print.
Hopman, Ellen
Evert, “A Druid’s Herbal of Sacred Tree
Medicine.” Destiny: Rochester VT. 2008. Print.
This is a blog about nature in all her glory. The folklore and general ideas about what messages nature bring to people.
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Friday, May 29, 2015
Saturday, November 03, 2012
Listening to Trees: Scarlet Oak
When the Scarlet Oak
(Quercus coccinea, Beech Family), who
lived near the dumpsters, found out that I was making the rounds visiting
trees, He/She dropped several acorns on me.
Usually when I drop off my trash, I would visit with that particular
Scarlet Oak. This quiet tree wanted me
to play with Her/Him. (For some reason,
the Scarlet Oak wanted me to know that She/He was both male and female.) We played “acorns” for a while until the two nearby
Scarlet Oaks decided to join in the game.
Feeling contented and full of fun, the Scarlet Oaks and I threw acorns
at each other, while. The Scarlet Oaks informed me that They were not rulers of
the forests here, but that the Tulip Poplar and Sycamore were. The Scarlet Oaks were contented to live in
the shade of the taller Sycamores. My
friend, the Scarlet Oak wanted me to laugh, and to experience joy in my life. I shall continue to visit He/She and play.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Teachings of the Oak Tree

Oak
Strength and Warmth
Regarded as a symbol of strength of character, the oak has been the most widely revered of all trees. The oak hosts different forms of life in its branches, trunk, and roots. Because of this, oak is an emblem of hospitality and protection. In addition, many peoples have regarded oak groves to be sacred places.
In Maryland (USA) grew the famous Wye Oak, which had been the largest white oak in North America. In 2002, a wind blew down the 500-year-old tree. But before the tree fell, various people cloned the tree and saved acorns from the tree. One clone of the tree is growing at Mount Vernon, George Washington’s home.
When the tree died, people came from miles around to say good-bye to an old friend. The State of Maryland wrote this about Wye Oak, “The tree became more than just a living symbol of the State Tree. It stood to represent time passed and time to come, the generations of people it witnessed in life, and the perseverance of man and nature.”
From “Celtic Messages” by Joules Taylor: “The massive, sturdy Oak was the Tree of Life, sacred to the Druids. Its roots went deep into the Underworld, while its branches brushed the vault of the sky.”
From “Nature-Speak” by Ted Andrews: “The oak tree provides strength to everyone and reminds us that true strength is also gentle.”
Resources:
“The Quiet Giant, The Wye Oak” , http://www.dnr.state.md.us/forests/trees/giant.html
“Oak Trees Stories and Pictures” , http://www.arcytech.org/java/population/oak_stories.html
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Copyright: Virginia Carper, Animal Teachers, 2008, animalteachers @ gmail.com
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