Was listening to a talk by the Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh where he explained that we are like trees—our emotions are the top of the tree, the leaves and branches, blown about by the wind. But that is not all there is to the tree. Even in a storm, look at the trunk. Strong and solid. That’s us, we have that kind of strength—if only we access it. So there you have it, a tree. I like it.