The Secret Life of Trees, and Me

I find myself sharing variations of the above information, and here’s why:
Saying/thinking “all things are connected” and “I am connected with all that is” is part of how I deal with Complex PTSD.
This strategy comes from connecting with nature since I was an itty bitty – since the earliest of memories. I would try to explain to confused adults that the trees communicate, of how the ground beneath and between them “breathes”, and of the energy that I sensed connecting all the things, ALL, including me.
In nature, I wasn’t alone, and nature held me. I would sink into a thick gathering of foliage and snuggle in there. Held. And often visited by critters who decided I was safe. Safe. In the moment, safety surrounded me. Unlike elsewhere….
Sometimes you will still find me like this! There I will be, out in the middle of nature, snuggled in. Loved ones now jokingly call me Snow White or Disney Princess because of the critters. 
Science is catching up. How I experience the world, sensing the connections, and seeing through the eyes of an empath with synesthesia, is no longer just “woo woo.” :p I might still be a freak, but I’m a scientifically documented freak, thank you very much.
All things are connected. I am connected. It is a state of being that is neither good nor bad. No judgement here. Even Death simply “is”. Here is where I can take deeper breaths. Feel the ebb and flow of all. And then continue the path I find myself on in this world.
Thank you for being here with me. 

Tamra’s Pond

_Tamra at PondStacy Smythe came up to me at recent gathering saying “I found you a pond.” He and Alma then explained…

“Tamra’s Pond” – is one of the most thoughtful gifts I’ve ever been presented. It’s the gift of a special type of experience and state of being… being able to sit in the serenity of nature… nature that includes water – so all the better.

Stacy would have to explain any details, but my understanding is he has been using different tech, comparing satellite images to maps, to look for previously unmapped bodies of water. The real challenge was to find an unmapped body of water that I could also hike into!

Since it isn’t being accessed by people, the nature there is “more” — just more pristine, undisturbed, allowed to be. See the pics to see what I mean.

I have many pics showing gorgeous horizons, but hesitate to post publicly because I’d like to keep this place mostly human free — while still making pilgrimages in to visit.

The pond is at the bottom of a water meadow going down a rolling hill, which reminds me of one of those cascading fountains where one level pours into the next, until the water lands in the largest pool at the bottom. It will be neat to compare the spring with the late summer/fall.

Thank you to Stacy and Alma for a beautiful Sunday, and to Craig and Kevin for sharing in the adventure.  *loves*



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Four Ferrets

The ferret who originally called Craig over to the WOW Girl cage. Intelligent, communicative, and profoundly deaf.

The ferret who originally called Craig over to the WOW Girl cage. Intelligent, communicative, and profoundly deaf.

Kevin and I decided to get two ferrets. TWO. One can get lonely, and we figured that we might add a third one in the future to stagger them out so there is always at least two. Good plan, right? 

So Kevin, Craig, and I set out to the Washington Ferret Shelter in Kirkland. 
When we went to the ferret shelter, it was first asked if we would be interested in fostering ferrets. The shelter then pays for all medical (vet, medicine) expenses, but otherwise the fosters keep the ferrets for life. It’s a fantastic program! We considered this but decided to stick with the original plan of getting TWO young-ish, healthy ferrets to start out.


Okay, young and healthy, but how about three?  We agreed to spend time in a ferret playpen with a trio, enjoying these very nice ferrets.  But they were not “our” ferrets. Didn’t feel that connection. Disappointed but accommodating, the match-maker swapped these out for a pair of ferrets. This matched our original plan for TWO, but it was the same thing: nice, enjoyed them, but no connection.

I kept glancing over to where Craig had been interacting with a ferret in a cage across the room. I mentioned to him that I wanted him to see a deaf ferret while we were there. They can have certain unique characteristics, and I connected with one the first time I visited the shelter. I had even acquired toys that deaf ferrets might enjoy – just in case. Turns out that the one he was interacting with was deaf. He asked a volunteer who came in, “Are they available?” She said several things, including that this was a group of four bonded ferrets. He let her finish talking and then simply repeated his question, “Are they available?”  She said yes, so he and I asked that they be brought out in a play pen too.


Into a playpen went the quad of tiny female ferrets called the WOW Girls. I watched as Craig interacted with them, and I decided to go over to check them out before Kevin and I asked for the next pair of ferrets. Meanwhile Kevin was focusing on playing with the current pair of ferrets, having some fun, but still no strong connection.

I invited each one of the small ferrets to me, one at a time. Each time, soon after making eye contact, a little ferret would eagerly come over and want to be picked up. All were affectionate and interactive, each with a unique personality radiating out, and each providing that connection.

But there were four of them. Ferrets bond, and they grieve at loss, so these four have to stay together. Four was not part of the plan of TWO ferrets.

Still, it was fun having time with them, and Craig and I called Kevin over to see if he enjoyed them as well.  We swapped; Kevin went over to the WOW Girls, and Craig and I switched over the pair of very nice, but not “our”, ferrets. Watching Kevin, the same thing happened. Each one was connecting with him, showering him with affection, offering play, and at one point Kevin’s face was a combination of joy and “melting” followed by him saying something like, “Uh oh. Oh dear. There are four. Four.”

And they were all wonderful.

That’s when Craig and I let Kevin know that we also fell for the WOW Girls. Kevin reasoned that these ferrets were so tiny that they were the same weight as two ferrets… Laughing, I then reminded him that when he was building the “ferret mansion” the night before, he noted that it was big enough for the ultimate plan of three, and that even four would work, so maybe he just tempted the Universe too much.

So the plan has changed” Kevin said, more statement than question. “Yes,” I agreed. Craig was smiling and talking with that original ferret that called him over, seemingly unsurprised by this change of plans.


The ferret who originally called Craig over to the WOW Girl cage. Intelligent, communicative, and profoundly deaf.

The ferret who originally called Craig over to the WOW Girl cage. Intelligent, communicative, and profoundly deaf.


Zaps and Maddie, two nice ferrets waiting to be adopted.

Water Play Time

Water Play Time


Craig with ferret in a (human) hammock.

Craig with ferret in a (human) hammock.

"The WOW Girls"

“The WOW Girls”

Kisses for Kevin

Kisses for Kevin

Kevin melting

Kevin melting

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