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.
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.
A beacon of light in the forest! There is always at least one. Beacons of light are also in and around us when life is a bit tough and dark…You can choose to see them, to notice them, to bask in their warmth, to feel joy and most importantly to move forward…
Today I ventured into another part of the forest. Everything felt so peaceful today. There is no other word that I can think of today to describe it. There was this overwhelming sense of peace. Entering and being in this forest of peace triggered an intense sense of peace in myself too. There is no other word I can use today. Just PEACE.
This weekend the new moon was very powerful. I do not know about you but that is how it felt to me. Something has shifted. These things are difficult to describe and are very personal. I feel it and will gently wait to realise its reverberations.
Today has been a very grey and rainy day. I love to walk in the rain -hair dripping, water running down my face- and I love the musicality of the rain, especially when walking in the woods.
Apart from my daily early morning yoga practise, I take the dog for a long walk most days. I love walking and not only me. Here in the region people walk, in walking groups, with a purpose and -most importantly- just for pleasure. People make their daily walks. So I meet people who are walking to collect nettles for their pigs, are on a walk and take some snacks for the donkey in one of the fields. People walk and collect mushrooms, walnuts and chestnuts… This habit here in very rural France is not a sign of going back in time, it is the expression of a very satisfying action: walking. Walking calms and relaxes the mind, strengthens the body, invigorates the spirit. When walking surrounded by nature, one becomes part of this living universe, one starts to resonate with this environment of trees, plants, insects, birds, etc…As a walker your presence gives something to them, their presence gives something to you. A true exchange happens. It is beautiful, transformative, something to be grateful for and most of all something to enjoy!!
Doing some exercise in a quiet spot in the forest, in the presence of the mighty trees, the twittering of birds, the sniffing of the dog and the gentle sounds of the forest. Creating movement in today’s very still environment. Stillness and movement in me and in the forest. We are one.
I am feeling really sad today. My mother died almost six months ago and there are days it still really hits me. When sadness is overwhelming me, so much is happening in body and mind: a powerful force pushes to express, to put into words, to allow distress, to be still, to feel the release, to take the time to let it settle and to look outward again, to feel and be again connected with the here and now, to become active again and to enjoy the beauty of life.