"And into the forest I go, to lose my mind
and find my soul."
John Muir
Walking into the forest, I realize, for me, it is not about the physical movement. Entering offers a clean canvas where I can paint the colors of my soul. I can scream or sing, and the trees continue to sway with their own rhythm. Even though I am craving alone time, the songs of birds and the scampering of creatures are most definitely welcomed.
My strong connection with this wooded haven allows my clenched heart to open. It is in the comfort of nature that I feel safe enough to return back into who I truly am. There is no judgment as I set my own pace, navigating steadily into this peaceful magical place. Once again I feel capable of moving forward with grace.
Life will take its course, just as nature does. There will be strong winds with elements of harm, but when the sun returns, less will be hidden offering healing space. All things in the woods portray the progression of strength encouraging me to begin again. It is healthy to wander, gaining a secure footing to carry me back into place.
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