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.
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.
Today’s beautiful, coppery carpet of autumnal leaves. Walking through these nurturing colours warms your heart.
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…
Big puddles of water in the forest today because of consistent rain. Puddles also offer beauty in the way they are reflecting what is surrounding them. There is beauty everywhere!