Walking the forest during winter brings many magical moments.
I sense the silence here today is shared. Part of it is the forest, and the other part is within me.
A short distance onto the trail I stop walking and the crunch of snow under my feet disappears. The thin air of winter steps back and for a moment I hear things that could be a million miles away.
Subtle sounds entice me to quiet further, slowing my breath as if one could stop all sounds completely. I scan the forest one tiny echo at a time. Listening for distinguishing characteristics, the essence within each creak, every gentle whisper. Some I have heard before, many just a mystery along the trail.Continue reading “Winter Lights”