Who I am.

I write about the landscape of grief, nature, and the wisdom of fools. The author of four books, my essays, poems, and reviews have been published in over 50 journals, including in the Huffington Post and Colorado Review. I’ve won the River Teeth Nonfiction Book Award, the Chautauqua and Literal Latte’s essay prizes, and my work has been nominated for four Pushcart Prizes and named a notable by Best American Essays. My account of hiking in Yosemite to deal with my wife’s death, Mountains of Light, was published by the University of Nebraska Press. http://www.markliebenow.com.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Talking To the Trees

Recently I heard that a friend had received bad news about cancer and I thought, “I’ll go out and talk to the trees.”

Bear with me a moment, my serious, organized-religion friends.

I used to light candles, think of those who needed support, and prayed. I still do, but talking to the trees seemed to be the right thing to do here.

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4 comments:

  1. Really good advice and beautifully put. Cheers!

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  2. Fully in agreement with you .I too oftenly in the morning talk to trees and find tremendous solace.

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    1. When I was young, I would climb high into the trees and sit for hours feeling at home. My love for trees continues.

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