The wind ran to the forest looking for answers, it found the trees, who began to sing, and the leaves revealed the ghosts spirits dancing like the druids from the days of old. A voice whispered and echoed ,come to me when when the chaos is to much to bare, just come and rest your weary head for awhile
You’ve created such an unusual pathway of discovery here – and such a sense of life, sanctuary and safety. Forests really are the place to be – to heal, to slow down and to be held in green. Just beautiful.