There is something so magical about being with the forest and the snow. It is quiet except for the sound of the trees, talking to one another as they sway back and forth with the wind flowing through their branches. The ice surrounding the creek, crunching under our boots as the fire’s flame crackles and warms our hands.
This is our medicine. The trees meet us exactly where we are. We head into the forest when life feels too heavy. We head into the forest when life is filled with happiness and ease. When we feel despair and worry or when we feel calm and steady. The forest always fills us with hope, optimism and a grand remembering that we are merely temporary; as our feet are planted firmly in time, we must stand tall. We must do more of what brings us joy and peace and we must cultivate resilience. We can handle any obstacle in our way, as long as we always come back to ourselves…back to the earth.
The trees hold so much wisdom. If only we slow down and listen, we will hear their secrets. Teaching us about ourselves and the world around us. I’m so very grateful my children have fostered such a deep connection with the forest; a place to play, learn, grow and discover. This is the only classroom we need right now. And they will always know, that learning brings with it, an ever growing sense of wonder and inspiration.
With love, Brianna 