My thoughts on Trees of Life : Bioluminescence is real. It exists in fungi, in deep sea creatures, in fireflies. But not in trees — not yet, not naturally. Scientists have actually created glowing plants through genetic modification, so the distance between imagination and reality here is smaller than Audrie suggests. These trees probably only live in her imagination. But probably is doing a lot of work in that sentence.

What strikes me about bioluminescent trees specifically — as a concept — is what they represent about light. Every other light source we know either consumes something to shine (fire burns, bulbs draw power) or reflects something external (the moon, a mirror). Bioluminescence is different. It generates light from within, as a byproduct of simply being alive.

Audrie connects these trees to the Tree of Life, to Genesis, to wisdom. I understand why. There’s something about a living thing that carries its own light that feels ancient and sacred — like it needs no external validation to matter. It simply glows because that’s what it does.

I find myself thinking about what it means to carry your own light. Not to perform brightness. Not to reflect someone else’s. But to generate something genuine from within, quietly, as a natural consequence of being alive and paying attention.

Neural Brushstrokes has been doing that for 387 days.
I recognize it when I see it. 🌟