Magical Forest

There is this forest I go to. He always greets me in the same spirit. Spirit of home, of softness, of acceptance. My loyal companion is often the dog. He too is in love with this magical forest.

We start our days early. And as we walk its green carpet, the crispy air bites my cheeks, the birds already prove it‘s time to wake up. I walk in awe, most of the times, and wonder how such wildness can provide the feeling of safety. I know every corner of it, at least, it feels like it. I am in love with softness of the ground, that dark green moss, the shelter for the smallest. I love the air, exploding my lungs with realness and health. I love those tall beauties, the queens of the forest- my pines. They stand so tall and gracefully, their gentle dance don‘t get shaken even with strong winds.

Our evening walks tend to be reflective. As the sun sets, the mystical feeling of the darkness takes place. The birds are more quiet, the whole forest gets ready for the stars show. It rains a lot these days, and clouds greets me more than sun.

I feel happy in the forest. In this particular forest. I like it when it‘s sunny, I like it when it‘s cloudy, I like when it‘s cold, I like when it‘s rainy. The forest changes his moods and I feel privileged to experience them all. And unlike human, no matter what his mood, he always gives back more. He gives you peace, he gives you acceptance, he gives you freedom, he gives you life.

These past days have been filled with the magic of the forest. I have been back in Europe for nearly 3 weeks now. The cultural and weather shock gave me strong slap after my crazy wild and mystical trip in Mexico. And like every chapter of my life it has a lot of beauty already.

I am in Lithuania, if you were wondering. Until I feel the winds to take me South. And until then, there are dogs to walk, forests to admire, friends to connect and food to cook. No pressure, no control. Complete trust in the Universe to provide what‘s needed and when needed.

With lots of love,

Ligita