Grandmother Forest

​Made my way to the forest today. The first time in months. My injured foot has had its way with me and I’ve missed my forest time every day. I felt immediately received by the moss, trees, birds, and sky. There’s nothing like the forest. As soon as I walked into the canopy, all I could do was say ‘’thank you thank you thank you thank you….” I found my spot leaning against an old grandmother tree where I sat for a long time. Writing, contemplating, and watching people stumble around on the creaky suspension bridge; perfect. I imagined, as I leaned against that tree, that she was also leaning into me.