Think of the bark on a tree. When it cannot grow straight, it twists and becomes gnarled – struggling to protect the life underneath from this world. The high ridges, the low valleys, the twists and gnarls, our hand touches the build-up of tension and resulting roughness – and the part of us that is vulnerable – and the part of us that is strong -understands. We celebrate the tree standing before us. If this understanding could reach from nature to humanity – then we would celebrate each other and ourselves more fully.