Mark, first of all I must tell you that after reading you post I ran right outside into my back yard and got so intimate with the tree in my back yard that my neighbors called the cops. Anyway, having said that, I would like to share my own "tree story". Years ago when my wife and I realized that we didnt have enough closet space in our apartment. So shortly after our conversation about what to do she comes back home and tells me about these antique Korean Tonsu chests hat might help us solve our problem. So we go to this store and theres this beautiful hand made chest so we get it. We liked them so much and they were so useful that we actually bought several more. Then I found this book that explained how they are made. It involves a master craftsman going out into the wilderness for days until they find the perfect tree. they build a shrine and pray for some extensive time then leave the tree with the shrine at its base for an entire year. they return the next year; and if the shrine is in-tact then they have "permission" to cut down the tree and from it create the chest. The pieces, on each side of the face, mirror match the other side and they are quite beautiful. There were these two matching chests (slightly different actually because one was shorter than the other) that we had in our dining room for some time and then we got the idae to separate them into two different rooms. From the minute we did this I had the feeling that we had somehow separated two lovers. The kharma in the room was actually different. It went from warm and happy to cold and dismal. So we did the only thing reasonalble which was to put them back into the same room and then the room was "happy": these chests emitted a vibe that would be worthy of a myth of two lovers who died and remained together as trees in a forest. OK I know y'all think Im losing it but this is a true story. ciao. Marcel
