David was walking with his mother through a trail when he looked at a tree that towered over him and the rest of the trees. He thought about how fascinating mother nature is. Then he had another thought. “Mom, why is it called mother nature and mother earth?” He asked.
His mother looked at him with a soft smile. “It’s a long story.” She explained.
“A very long time ago there was a family. A father, a mother, and a son. The boy loved his mother very much and she loved him more. Not only did ahe love her son, she loved everyone. She was a very compassionate person, and she showed that compassion to everyone and everything she came across. She treated other children as though they were her own, the people began to call her “mother”.
Mother was so full of compassion, that if she knew an animal suffered when it died, she would mourn for it. If she saw a flower beginning to wilt, she would pick and dry it so it could be used for decoration, and it would continue to hold its beauty.
She would watch the other children if one's parents had to go away and the children never wanted to leave. The boy was never jealous, as he knew his mother had enough love for the whole world.
Talk began of Mother becoming the new medicine woman as the other one was getting very old. Mother felt proud that the people thought so highly of herb but she would tell others that if she were the medicine woman she would want to heal everyone on earth, not just her village people. The people knew that she was meant to be a healer for their people, no one else felt as intensely as she did.
But, Mother began to fall Ill. The current medicine woman tried everything she could, but nothing was working.
One day, Mother awoke from a nap and told her son to gather the people, she had something to say.
The entire village gathered in and around Mother’s teepee, eager to hear what she had to say. They all hoped she would announce her recovery.
Mother did not, she told the people that she had a dream. She was going to die soon, and they must bury her in the middle of the field near the lake. The people were in shock, they were certain Mother would pull through.
That evening Mother died peacefully in her sleep, she did not suffer even for a moment.
Her husband granted her wish and buried her near the lake. The whole tribe was in mourning for a long time, they all felt something was missing from their lives, they missed Mother's warm smile.
One day, the boy went to visit Mother's grave and was quite surprised to see what he found. It was an enormous tree that was right where Mother was buried. He touched it and felt a sudden warmth through his body, the same feeling he would get when Mother comforted him. The boy fell to his knees and wept as he wrapped his arms around the tree, he missed that feeling so much. Soon he ran to his village and told his father, word soon spread. The people Soon realized that the tree was very special. The roots, leaves, amd bark all had medicinal powers.
The boy realized that Mother's spirit was in the tree and even in its surroundings.
One day, he took his daughter to the tree and said, “this is Mother. She'll always be here for you, no matter what.”
“So, does everything have Mother’s spirit? Every tree and every flower?” David wondered.
“Yes.” His mother replied. “Everything has the spirit of Mother. So, be gentle with her.”