The forbidden woods are entered with an excited expectation of sights and sounds to behold. An entrance opens to the wilds, inviting me to come explore. The fragrance of pine overwhelms and delights. The carpet of needles pads my footsteps as I tread lightly over the crunch of fallen twigs and acorns. Shadows dance to their rhythmic song of gentle breezes caressing leaves and branches.
Who has gone before me? Who has entered this domain of tranquility? Evidence of creatures known and unknown. A scampering chipmunk dives for cover, birds flitting and singing their songs of gratitude, evidence of foraging by a doe seeking tender shoots for sustenance. All point me to a resounding sense of peace.
I’ve been here before. It must be heaven come to earth once again. A caressing of me in beauty and gentleness speaking to my heart once again, “I see you. I love you. You are enough for me.”
A Net of Hope 