An Old Oak Tree Saved My Life & Bizarre Tie To My Dead Father

Today, I want to talk about the time a random old oak tree literally saved my life. It also ended up having a bizarre but healing connection to my dead father, with whom I did not have a good relationship. So, let’s get started, as I’m really excited to share my strange thoughts on this experience.

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Hike Gone Wrong

So, to recharge and recenter myself, I have to be in nature. Not a tourist destination, as I need my time ALONE in nature. Shawn totally understands this, as he is kind of the same way. So, we try to get out every Sunday, but honestly, it’s more like once a month because of our crazy schedules.

Of course, staying on trails is way too safe for us! We have always gone off trails and done some amazing exploring in nature since we were kids. So, of course, we went off the trail. It was a great hike, but the problem came when walking back to the car. We didn’t realize we had ventured out so far, so it took longer than usual to get back to where we parked. Then, we ran out of water.

Dehydration & Exhaustion

At this point, sweat is pouring down my face and stinging my eyeballs. I could feel that my skin was red like a tomato, even though I couldn’t see myself. I knew we were in some trouble, but I also wasn’t panicking. These life-or-death situations happen to me a lot, but I always make it through. Of course, I know that one day my luck will run out, but I honestly didn’t think it was going to be that day. So, I kept pushing on, and so did Shawn.

Old Oak Tree Saves My Life

We continued on, but I really needed a break. We stopped under some old trees. The one I was next to was a really old oak tree. I put my hand on it to support me as I leaned, trying to catch my breath. I knew I was pretty dehydrated at this point. At first, I just felt bark. However, within about a minute, my hand started to feel cool. Then, I felt the coolness go between the web of my fingers and up my wrist. It was like with my hand being on that tree, it recognized I needed coolness. The tree couldn’t give me any water, but it could help cool me down. I have held and hugged many trees, but I have never felt this sensation before.

I remember wanting to try to communicate with the tree, but Shawn started talking ,and I got annoyed. LOL! Now, what does this have to do with my dead father?

Dead Father Connection

The connection actually came when I had my hand on the tree and felt that cooling sensation. For some weird reason, I felt like my father was standing behind that tree. Now, to normal people, I guess it would be comforting. However, it was a bit confusing to me until now, which is why I waited before writing about it. I needed to know the “why” behind it.

The night before the hike, I was reaching out to my ancestors. Don’t laugh, it’s a normal thing in my world! I’ve been communicating with my ancestors and spirits since I was 4 years old. So, this is totally normal for me! Anyhoo, I was trying to connect with my late great-grandmother. Who came through instead was my dead father. He is someone who was an alcoholic and a violent one for all of my life. When he was sober, I guess I never really saw him. So, the drunk dad was the only version I knew until I was thrown away. There was no need to speak with either of them after that.

I heard he died about three years after the fact. I didn’t feel sad or anything because we didn’t have a bond or a relationship aside from the drunken, violent rants.

During this mediumship session, my father didn’t say a word. He just stood there looking at me, and he looked sober but so sad. I could feel that he felt bad about everything I went through as a child. I also felt pretty strongly that he wasn’t aware of some of the stuff until after he was deceased. I could feel that he was sad, but I didn’t get an apology or explanation. So, the visit left me confused until recently.

Second Chances

Last night — keep in mind it’s been months since the hiking experience — I received another visit from my dead father. The man still didn’t say anything. He was so sad, though, and I felt even more strongly that he regretted a lot. Despite how I felt and still feel about him, maybe his afterlife duty is to take care of me. Could that be why I sensed his presence behind that old oak tree? Was it not the oak tree, but my father, who cooled me down? I guess I won’t know until after I go to the afterlife, but it makes sense to me. If he couldn’t take care of me while he was alive, maybe this is his “second chance” to get it right. Or maybe I’m just a traumatized neurodivergent girl who sees everyone in everything.

I would love to hear your thoughts on this, so sparkle up my comments!