The Tree

The tree I visit, the tree I lean against, the tree I talk to, the tree I spend time with, the tree I hug, the tree that comforts me, that nourishes my soul, the tree that shares his wisdom with me. I love that tree.

Wordless joy

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.

sdr

Let the magic begin

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. 

dig

A beacon of light

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…

dav

Peace

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.