It is hard for me to put into words what it means to me to walk amongst trees. When I am walking towards the forest, the anticipation already puts a spring in my step. Then, when I am in the forest, amongst the trees, something so joyful happens: I feel I am entering a world I know, there is this exchange that happens, a wordless communication, it is as if I am receiving and giving a huge hug. It is a truly wordless, deep joy and happiness. I feel so grateful and honoured that I can be and walk amongst these gracious, living entities.
The castle of Angers by night….This weekend I am walking in the city….a very different experience from walking in the forest…As I am used to very pure air, this air is rather polluted
Let the magic begin…when you walk in the forest with a sense of wonder, you see every day something new, something unexpected. This picture shows today’s magic.
When I am walking, I sometimes forget that my surroundings can be very silent. I hear my own footsteps, the sound of me breathing in and breathing out and the pitter patter of the dog. It is when I stop, wait and listen that I become aware of the silence surrounding me. I hear the sound of silence. It is amazing that this vast area in which I am walking can be so silent. The vast silence surrounding me mirrors the vast silence that is me. It makes me feel so connected, so at home, so at peace.
Today’s beautiful, coppery carpet of autumnal leaves. Walking through these nurturing colours warms your heart.