Looking out the car windows during the rain at the Lost Forty SNA, waiting for it to stop raining before we go for a hike.
I”m taking you on a virtual hike in the woods today in one of the last remnants of old growth forest in Minnesota—the Lost Forty.
Touching Peace
When I walk in the woods I feel like it’s the best way of touching peace. The trees are such benevolent, wise living beings. Come with me as I remember a special time we spent in the Lost Forty in June 2018.
We start down the path. Look at the size of this magnificent tree beside the path!
When I Am Among Trees
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks, and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,”
they say, “and you, too, have come
into the world to do this, to go easy,
to be filled with light, and to shine.”— Mary Oliver
Luxurious ferns beside the path
Beside the path you can see downed tree trunks along with the living tall red pine trees.
The path narrows and a tall tree trunk leans across the path ahead.
Look up at this tall dead pine tree reaching for the sky.
Look down at all the shades of green that carpet the forest floor.
Look at the moss and lichens growing on some of the tree trunks.
Look closely at the beautiful bark of this red pine tree.
There is nothing more awe-inspiring than looking up at these trees.
May you walk in beauty.
A reminder of how small we are and how big the world is.
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