The Loving Tree By Janet Maika’i Rudolph

from Egyptian tomb of Pashedu ca. 1314-1200 BCE

Once there was a tree who loved two young children, twins, a boy and a girl.

Thay came everyday to play under her canopy. 

Gather her leaves and play fairies of the forest.

Climb her trunk and play in her branches

And sleep with their backs against her trunk

They loved the tree and the tree loved them. 

Time went by and the twins grew older.

They didn’t come to visit the tree as often.

One day when they did come, the tree asked them to play but they responded they needed money because they wanted to go on dates.

The tree responded, take my apples to sell.  But leave enough behind for the squirrels and birds and other animals so they can eat too. Leave enough behind for the seeds.

They stayed away a long time.

But then they returned and the tree asked them to play.

We both need a house, said the twins. In fact, we need two houses. Can you help us get those houses. They are for our families.

The tree answered, take my branches to build your houses.  But be careful to leave enough branches so the birds can nest, so my leaves can be healthy, so my trunk can continue to grow.

They took the branches.

And they stayed away for a long time.

And when they finally returned the tree was so happy to see them.

Come and play the tree said to them.

We don’t play in the way we used to.  We are happy to sit under your branches and have picnic, but we have brought our children. They would like to play with you.

And from behind their backs, four children emerged.  They ran to the tree giggling and happy and delighted to climb her branches and play around her trunk. The adults including spouses set up a blanket and a picnic basket and spent the afternoon.  They even ate some of Her apples.

The tree was delighted.  They did this on a regular basis. But eventually the children grew up and left and the adults didn’t come as often. One day they did return and the tree as always asked them to play.

We are too old and tired to play. Our work is finished, our children are starting families of their own.

Come, said, the tree, let me soothe your hearts and help you to find peace here in my shade. 

Place your backs against my trunk.  Sit if you can, if not stand.  Feel my energy, my life blood which parallels your own. Let me feel your beating heart. You can practice feeling my pulsing sap. Together we will sit and enjoy each other’s company.  And we will both be loved and we will both be happy. 

Author’s notes:  Several weeks ago, FAR posted some very powerful poems from Rebecca Rogerson about healing from childhood abuse. In her poem, From Mountain Life she wrote, “Our childhood stories become our adult lives: The Giving Tree who gave it all.”

I was particularly intrigued that she referenced The Giving Tree, the beloved book by Shel Silverstein. As a survivor of childhood abuse myself, I, also, have always found the book to be one that exists in a universe that supports the concept of abusive relationships. When reading Rogerson’s poem, I remembered that I had written a response maybe 30 years ago to this book which I called the The Loving Tree. I could not find my original, but I do remember the core of it which is what I have shared here.

The Giving Tree lives in a universe of linear time. Although designed to give a sense of hope, the tree ends up as a stump and the boy as an old, lonely man. When we ask a person to give everything of themselves, it not damages the person but everyone in their orbit. I knew that intuitively as a child even as I was powerless at the time to do anything about it. Nature, creation, life, healing exists in a circular time where renewal is possible. 

It the ending was a tree stump, hope for me would see it covered with insects and decomposing with seeds sprouting from the fertility that process was creating. The old man would be surrounded by children, his own family or those from the neighborhood and tending to the seedlings. Nurturing, reciprocity would be the adjectives I look for rather than taking and giving. 

#Share their stories. Since this is a short blogpost I add this addendum to keep the spirit of this theme in motion. There are updates and an addition.

As of this writing, Mahmoud Khalil is still in jail in Louisiana. He did not get to see the birth of his child. As far as I know, he hasn’t gotten to see his newborn child at all.

Kilmar Abrego Garcia is still incarcerated in El Salvador. The administration is hell-bent on “othering” Garcia.

It reminds me of how women are treated after a rape. “She must have been asking for it!” In court she will be asked, “what were you wearing?” “did you flirt?” as if that was germane to her being raped. They are digging up any dirt they can find on Garcia. Who among us can withstand that kind of pressure from the power of our federal government?

Merwil Gutiérrez is also still incarcerated in El Salvador  

Rümeysa Öztürk was released after 6 weeks of harsh incarceration in Louisiana. She still faces what will likely be a long legal maze.

To add to #ShareTheirStories: Jeanette Vizguerra-Ramirez  Jeanette was targeted in Trump’s first term in 2017. She spent three months living in sanctuary in a Denver church to avoid being deported and separated from her family. She is now both a mother and a grandmother.

Originally from Mexico, she has been an outspoken advocate for immigration reform. While Vizguerra has actively organized for two decades around the safety and security of immigrant families, her activism has reached outside of immigrant rights.  She has publicly supported the rights and safety for Muslims, Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transgender and Queer individuals, young people and survivors of police brutality.  

She was recognized as one of Time Magazine’s 100 most influential people in the world for her work.

After living in the US for 30 years, Jeanette now faces deportation to Mexico and separation from her children.

She was arrested on March 17th. There has been back and forth court rulings. As of now her deportation is halted by court order. When she was arrested, she was placed in shackles and an ICE officer said, “We finally got you.”

Think about that statement for a moment. They have done all they can to dehumanize her on social media. Including posting a photo of her on X with cuffs and a belly chain. Former ICE Denver field director John Fabbricatore that celebrated Vizguerra’s arrest and displayed screenshots of Vizguerra’s Facebook posts that were critical of Trump. ICE  Even writing this without  seeing the photo make me feel sick.

Vizguerra-Ramirez’s lawyer noted this in her petition for release writing, “The way Respondents publicly celebrated their apprehension of Ms. Vizguerra-Ramirez, and substantially compromised her ability to have a fair hearing on her claim for persecution-based protections, is likely to chill the speech of other immigrants opposed to the government’s immigration policies and practices.” They also wrote that this targeting violates her First and Fifth Amendment right.

Of the five people noted here only one is out of jail. None have been charged with a crime. Given how many hundreds, even thousands of people Trump has arrested and will arrest without due process, this is a very poor record.  Because most of the arrestees do not garner public attention, it is hard to understand just how dire the situation is. 


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Author: Janet Rudolph

Janet Maika’i Rudolph. “IT’S ALL ABOUT THE QUEST.” I have walked the spirit path for over 25 years traveling to sacred sites around the world including Israel to do an Ulpan (Hebrew language studies while working on a Kibbutz), Eleusis and Delphi in Greece, Avebury and Glastonbury in England, Brodgar in Scotland, Machu Picchu in Peru, Teotihuacan in Mexico, and Giza in Egypt. Within these travels, I have participated in numerous shamanic rites and rituals, attended a mystery school based on the ancient Greek model, and studied with shamans around the world. I am twice initiated. The first as a shaman practitioner of a pathway known as Divine Humanity. The second ordination in 2016 was as an Alaka’i (a Hawaiian spiritual guide with Aloha International). I have written four books: When Moses Was a Shaman (now available in Spanish, Cuando Moises era un shaman), When Eve Was a Goddess, (now available in Spanish, Cuando Eva era una Diosa), One Gods. and my recently released autobiography, Desperately Seeking Persephone. My publisher and I have parted ways and I have just re-released the book under my own imprint - FlowerHeartProductions.

9 thoughts on “The Loving Tree By Janet Maika’i Rudolph”

  1. I’ll begin with the end… “Because most of the arrestees do not garner public attention, it is hard to understand just how dire the situation is.”

    I don’t even know where to go with this TRUTH Janet – our news has become as pathological as the collective in this country.

    As for the Giving Tree I remember being forced to read this story to 5 year olds as a teacher’s aide when I was young. I remember feeling literally sick but not understanding why – it would be years before I understood the full implications of what was really being transmitted because I was still enthralled in that abuse…. and more years still before I understood that killing our trees was also cutting off our oxygen supply. And this is from a human centric perspective. let’s go to big picture… By destroying our forests we are destroying life. Period. The twisted truths the foresters tell are what the news picks up – not the holes in the sky where carbon is no longer being stored – I could go on here but suffice it to say that the masses are being encouraged to keep on ‘harvesting’ until nothing is left but fast growing plantations of pine which will not provide us with wood for long…. it’s such an ugly story… and we see the theme of the Giving Tree as the symbol for ongoing abuse… last year our local ‘land trust’ had a ‘story walk’ for children with the same theme couched in how wonderful it was that the little fir tree was allowed to grow and then cut down for a christmas tree – oh god. Enough .

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  2. I really appreciate your re-envisioning here and commentary about abuse, including how you’ve been personally affected by violence and how the original piece did not resonate with you. Thanks for sharing!

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  3. Thank you for your beautiful rewriting of the story of the tree. Take only as much as you need and leave the rest for others.

    Thank you for continuing to tell the stories of the disappeared in this country. What is happening is chilling. Bearing witness such as you have done is so important.

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