Roots of Resilience: The Story of Liora

A few years ago, there stood a wise and nurturing mama tree beside an old fence — her branches whispering secrets to the wind and offering shade to the earth below. She had watched over that place for many seasons, until one day, the city came and cut her down. The life in her roots had been slowly eaten away by insects, and though her spirit was strong, her body could no longer stand.

The fence was removed to make way for her departure, but no one ever came to mend it. In time, the broken space became a shortcut for hurried feet — a passageway for those who had forgotten how to pause and feel the energy of the land. Then, quietly and almost unnoticed, a small miracle happened.

From the very soil where the mama tree once stood, a resilient little soul emerged — a bush at first, delicate and tender. Her name is Liora, which means “light.” Though she was stepped on, her leaves crushed beneath careless feet, she did not wither. She grew. Each new leaf was a silent prayer. Each stretch toward the sun, a hymn of hope. Liora never asked for much — only to be, to breathe, to exist in the place where loss once lived. And in doing so, she became a beacon.

Her story is for all who have been stepped on, forgotten, or broken — for the ones who have been picked apart by life’s trials. Liora stands as a reminder that even in places of pain, light can rise again. There is always renewal. There is always grace.

See her picture on Instagram, and feel her message:

"Even when you are small, you are sacred. Even when you are broken, you are becoming."