New Logo – We, the forest

If you’re following along – and why wouldn’t you be? You’re here reading! – then you may have noticed that I’ve changed my logo. The evolution went like this …

  1. The initials Self-Help Whisperer handmade by moi. Feminine, round and welcoming, I thought. I kept it a couple of years. Also, it’s my dad’s favorite.
  2. A freebie found online and adapted for me. There were many other businesses that had my same exact logo, as I learned later. But then, what do you expect when it’s a freebie? The logo itself was perfectly fine except it didn’t incorporate something very important to me… the notion that *we* are the trees. More on that in a moment.
  3. My newest and probably last one – bought and paid for! However, there is one other business using it – a pot shop in the UK. The thing is — it costs an additional $145 to keep anyone else from using it. I declined because I’m not made of money. But it’s not all over the place either, which is neat, and the purchase came with some nice bells and whistles like a cover-photo builder, which I used on both this site and my Facebook page.

So, why at all… and why now?

It began with all that talk about trees and later – like only two days ago – the talk about my 2021: Year of Rebuilding which includes (most importantly!) the foundation work.

With regard to trees: The foundation is certainly about the soil but it’s also about the tree(s) itself with its roots below the surface, anchoring, so that what is above stands tall and strong. We are those trees. <<< This is what I want for each of us and the space I’ve created here.

Although much of my writing is geared toward women, men are certainly welcome and encouraged here. I wanted a gender-neutral figure to be included in my logo… and I knew I wanted that person to be the “trunk” with a root system or its toe on the pulse of earth. Take another look at my newest logo and you can see that the latter is exactly what’s happening! This also reminds me of earthing. Nothing like getting your bare feet on the ground and in the soil!

I love trees SO MUCH. Many of my photographs are of trees as they go about their days. I love lone trees but also groups of them in the forest, where I can imagine them whispering to each other in the breezes… so many secrets to tell.

I often think of trees as feminine, as I do the earth. After reading a link my mom sent over, I’m not so sure. Take a look and let me know what you think! Carl Jung: Men Came from Trees.

She also sent this link with references Carl Jung on Trees.

Here’s the thing I like about Jung… he digs deep and doesn’t stop at one interpretation. Mom knows this and offered this extrapolation from both readings:

From Jung:
The results of our investigation of the historical material have shown that the tree can be interpreted as the Anthropos or Self.

It is even very important that the anima is projected into the earth, that she descends very low, for otherwise her ascent to the heavenly condition in the form of Sophia has no meaning…She is the one that is rooted in the earth as well as in the heaven, both root and branch of the tree. ~Carl Jung, Zarathustra Seminar, Page 533.

So… Tree = Self.

And deep, deep roots into the earth. Perfect!

I did a bit of research myself… and here is yet another observation, found at the living urn: The ancient symbol of the Tree has been found to represent physical and spiritual nourishment, transformation and liberation, union and fertility. Often seen as a symbol of femininity due to its long branches and flowing leaves, the trunk is seen as masculine.

So, male or female… does it matter? I say not. We ALL get to be trees! Yay, tree dance!!

And, when we get together, we become a forest. I picture the trees telling forest-secrets in the whispers of breezes. I think they might have a language all their own. Don’t you?

In my travels online, I happened across this neat site called Trees Foundation. It’s so beautiful, I thought I’d just share. So, there ya go. 🙂

Ahem. Anyway.

About this blog…

For three years, I have poured out my heart and soul. Or, as Hemingway said, I’ve bled.

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.Ernest Hemingway

By now, I’ve written enough for a several novels – this year so far? 119.7K words. Phew! I’m definitely not “playing” at this – if I ever was. Time to get to work!

So, I’m not completely tearing apart the foundation because I think we have a solid one. But I am digging my toes into the earth and making sure the soil is nourishing and fertile enough for us to grow …

We, the forest.

Next stop? I’m trusting my intuition to guide me. I hope you’ll be coming with me!

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