The Tree of Transformation

“Rest, Rest, Rest” the tree seem to be saying.

I didn’t take much encouragement for Pearl to find a place to rest.

She felt that she was on top of the world, as she looked around and saw the expansive valley below.   She could see the community where her house was.  Everything was so small that it seemed unreal.  In fact being up here gave her a whole new perspective.

Maybe this is what was meant by “transformation.”  As she sat the tree was transforming into mesmerizing colors and the chimes it played hypnotized her.  She really didn’t know what was happening to her she was so focused on the tree of transformation.

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3 Responses to The Tree of Transformation

  1. Jill says:

    I can’t stop smiling looking at these pictures and reading these words … Pearl’s story is unfolding so delicately – lovely, lovely creative stitching 🙂

  2. Wonderful, wonderful. I love the idea of a talking tree and yes, I agree the story is so delicate and lovely.

    So glad you are evolving the story along!

    love,
    Erika

  3. vivian says:

    I love the colors, thank you, thank you. 🙂

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