Tag: walkingintheforest

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…

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Silence

When I am walking, I sometimes forget that my surroundings can be very silent. I hear my own footsteps, the sound of me breathing in and breathing out and the pitter patter of the dog. It is when I stop, wait and listen that I become aware of the silence surrounding me. I hear the…

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