To see the centuries-old Angel Oak tree is to be awed by its sheer enormity: six stories tall, a trunk 28 feet around, a quarter acre of shaded canopy.
To listen to the tree is to be humbled by both its sacred stillness and the pulsing life — moss, insects, toads, squirrels, and humans — that depend upon it.
To learn about the Angel Oak is to learn renewal — how a mighty tree gathers water through its galaxy of roots, lifts it through a massive trunk to its branches reaching like arms to the sky to the tips of every leaf — constantly. Always. Without ceasing.
To gather under the Angel Oak is to be unconditionally accepted by its shelter and shade, comfort and care, presence and power.
To know the Angel Oak is to better know ourselves.