You can’t really see it, but it’s there. In the garden of a dear friend in Crete, an ancient olive tree.
I got goosebumps when I walked around it, even before she told me it was very old. I could feel it.
In a different part of Crete, an even older olive tree lives – the olive tree of Vouves.
I have yet to visit it.
It’s a strange mix of feelings I get in the presence of these ancient beings…
Awe, reverence, wonder, joy, peace, gratitude, love.