Forest Bathing

The Japenese call a walk in the woods "Forest Bathing."
It does feel that way! In the presence of those enormous gentle redwood beings! With great respect, I entered their private, ancient home. I stepped into their pool of warm, delightful mix of aromas. My feet gave into the soft earth. There's a holy quietness there. Every sound is filtered through moss padded woods. Birds call, limbs bump and wave in the breeze. I could lay there all day, on a moss covered log, absorbing, and never get bored.
I did hear other voices in a distance, other chattier visitors.
A small man with a long grey beard and hair appeared behind me while I was taking pictures. A childhood story came to mind. I believed for a moment that Rumpalstilskin was standing there.
"Would you like me to take a picture of you and your dog?" He kindly asked. And of course I did, and so he did. His name was Richard.
This concludes my week long coastal road trip. Every time I get away to wander to the coast and woods, I ask myself, "Why don't I do this more often?" Good question! I will keep asking that question until I make it a habit of doing it more often.
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