We all need to find that special place where we can go to find ourselves when we get lost in the craziness of life. Ever since I was a child I was always drawn to trees so of course as an adult I am still drawn to trees. There is one tree in particular that is my magical place it is an ancient southern live oak tree (Quercus virginiana) called the Fairchild Tree. This tree is located in Volusia County Florida at the Bulow Creek State Park . The tree has a very long history and it is speculated by experts to be about 2500 years old. When you stand under the tree you feel so small. Looking up at it’s trunk and limbs there are scars that were healed, signs of lightening strikes, and of its constant battle with insects. This tree has survived hurricanes, fires, droughts, wars and the possibility of being cut down by the live oak industry. This tree has seen so much history from our Native American ancestors to countless generations of family picnics. Your imagination can go wild with the possibilities of what life this tree has experienced.
I found Fairchild when we moved into the area. I was drawn to her during a visit to the park. She has become special to me and her quiet solitude will forever be a place where I can gather my thoughts and connect to those things that matter most. When I head home after spending some quiet time with Fairchild I always feel a little more alive and rejuvenated. Being under her massive limbs and leaves is that magical place for me.
Your magical place can be anywhere you are drawn to. Any place where you feel grounded, quieted and rejuvenated. It can be a place in the wild or a place in your home. The most important thing is that if you don’t have a magical place that you never give up looking for one and if you have one don’t ever give it up.