THE 3 HONEYLOCUST TREES

an energy adventure and ebook for the young and young-at-heart

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a magical adventure for the young and the young-at-heart through the power of “3s”

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your
adventure
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Check out
this intro video
to learn what
‘the 3 honeylocust trees’
is all about.

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At the end of the story, you’ll see a study and contemplation guide to help you and anyone you are exploring the story with – kids, friends, study groups, service groups – understanding the significance of this simple-seeming story more deeply.

THE 3 HONEYLOCUST TREES

the
3
honeylocust
trees

I am a girl.

But I feel more like a tree.

Why a tree?

Trees seem to know
what to do
and how to be.

Trees don’t seem
to be girls or to be boys.

They all usually just have
green leaves and brown bark,
with different shapes and hues.

Trees live with their feet
on the ground
and
their heads in the air.

Trees seem to know
what to do
and how to be.

Trees don’t mind getting their hair
wet in the rain
and
they don’t get in trouble
for having muddy feet.

Trees bend gracefully in the wind,

like dancers.

Trees are quiet, but what they
have to say must be important
because every time they
sing in the breeze,

it is beautiful.

Trees observe like
wise kings and queens
and
seem to be watchers
and guardians
of their realm.

Trees are cozy
and
trees are grand.

They soar overhead
like high domes.

This is the story
of the magic house
of
3 honeylocust trees.

I love going to my
my grandparents’ house.

It’s a special house of
slate and wood and glass where
you can see all the way from the
front yard through the glass
to the back yard and beyond.

It’s a Japanese house
built by a famous Hungarian
architect that my grandmother
used to boss around when
they were both little children in
Kindergarten.

My favorite room is a sun porch of
glass with a cold grey slate floor,
a wooden ceiling of dark brown beams, wind chimes made of shells
and –
best of all –
a garden inside
that blooms even in winter!

The house floats on a huge soft
square carpet of grass.

In the back is a canal that leads
to the sea.

Willow trees drip into the canal
across the way on the other shore.

In the front is a semi-circle driveway
with low Japanese bushes
and
a crab apple tree
I like to climb and lie in.

But the magic space
is to the left of the front door:

3 honeylocust trees
in a triangle.

There are 3 on the right, too,
but they’re not the same.

I think the
3
honeylocust
trees
are
a
family…

…whose job is to be
a magic house
for girls and for boys
and
for special adults
who can still see and
remember how to play.

The
3
honeylocust
trees
wait for me to visit
and
know when I arrive.

When I pass into the middle of
the 3 honeylocust trees,
I am in a different place.

A curtain of shimmering, iridescent
light opens up and lets me in.

When you enter inside the
honeylocust tree house,
everything gets quiet…

…and all you can hear
is the wind in the leaves

and the bees
buzzing in the sun.

In the honeylocust tree house,
the grass is the bed,

the roots are the pillow

and

the branches are
the ceiling overhead.

When it rains
outside the honeylocust tree house,

I do not get wet
underneath its leaves.

Time goes away
in the honeylocust tree house.

I have nowhere else to be.

The 3 honeylocust trees
wrap their arms
around me and carry me
wherever I want to go.

I am
on a boat
on the sea…

…then on an island
floating in the
dark night sky…

…then on a magic carpet
wearing flying goggles
as we soar over
a moonlit desert.

One
tree
is
strong
and
silent
and
stands guard.

One
tree
is
warm
and
cozy
and
makes me feel safe.

And
one
tree
fills
my head
with ideas and visions
and
shows me where to go.

The 3 honeylocust trees
are my family
and
show me the who and the how
I am supposed
to be.

The 3 honeylocust trees
have the whole universe
inside them.

Everyone can see it
if they know how to look.

My grandfather
loves to visit with me
under the
3 honeylocust trees.

He is HUGE,
like the trees!

But he stretches himself
all out and lies in the grass bed
and puts his head on the root pillow and stares at the leaf ceiling and falls asleep.

He loves that I can see
the honeylocust tree house,

says he put it there
just for me.

When we get big,
the big-person house usually
makes the magic want to fade.

That’s why so many of our adults
can’t see our magic house and
special friends.

One of our
most important jobs
is to help
our adults wake back up
under the leaf ceiling
in the
honeylocust house.

So find the honeylocust tree house
where you live.
It may not be honeylocust trees.

All trees and shrubs and flowers
are magic. But it’s important to
look for a group of 3.

They will tell you who they are
if you ask.

Once you have found
your honeylocust tree house,
take your adults by the hand and
invite them to join you
in the magic space –
in the grass bed, on the root pillow,
under the leaf ceiling –
and describe it all
if they cannot see.

It’s enough that you share your
magic house and that you and the trees know that it is real.

You plant the seed of the
honeylocust tree house
in your adults’ hearts and

someday they will wake up and
remember that it’s real, too.

The end

AND

the beginning…

THE 3 HONEYLOCUST TREES STUDY + CONTEMPLATION GUIDE

(Click the little plus sign (+) on the right in the white box below to open up the guide.)

"the 3 honeylocust trees" book contemplation + study guide

a space to deepen your understanding of the “power of 3s” for relations, communications + cooperation

  1. Why does the girl in the story feel like a tree?
  2. What does a tree mean to her? List the trees’ qualities as the girl describes them.
  3. How do the trees’ qualities contribute to being able to cooperate?
  4. How do the 3 honeylocust trees form a “magic house” for the girl?
  5. What qualities of that “house” are important to her?
  6. How do these contrast with how people normally define houses + what they find important about them?
  7. What characters or lives|beings in the story does the girl interact + cooperate with?
  8. What do the 3 honeylocust trees teach the girl about life?
  9. What does “family” mean in this story?
  10. How does the significance or definition of “family” to the girl differ from traditional definitions?
  11. How does this different + expanded definition contribute to the girl’s ability or consciousness to live + cooperate?
  12. Why are quiet + silence important themes in this story + important qualities in being able to relate with other people + nature?
  13. Why is the space for imagination that the 3 honeylocust trees provide to the girl important for her life?
  14. How does imagination shape or contribute to the ability to cooperate + relate?
  15. Which tree in the story represents will-power + purpose? Which one represents loving-understanding + wisdom? Which one represents creative intelligence + beauty?
  16. What does the girl mean when she says that the 3 honeylocust trees have the whole universe inside them? What does that mean for cooperation, understanding, acceptance + goodwill?
  17. Why is the girl’s grandfather important to the story + her life?
  18. According to the story, what is one of the greatest roles + ways children have in cooperating with + for adults?
  19. How does this story expand adults’ understanding of more evolved ways of relating + cooperating with children?
  20. How is being “different” in this story celebrated + what does that teach us about how better to cooperate + be in life?