My husband walked a bit further in the forest while I continued to wonder about the rock outlines. He called to me, “come and see.” I walked toward his voice in another grove of pines.
A cash register was sitting on the ground. A cash register? Another mystery in the woods.
What story would you create about why a cash register was in the woods? Why? Why here? Who brought it? Two mysteries were within eyesight of our car parked near the pine tree.
He disappeared over a hill on a trail that I could now see. I heard it before I saw it. Water. Rushing down a field of boulders was a crystal clear stream of waterfalls.
When I arrived at the magical brook, I could no longer hear the trucks shifting their gears to go up Monarch Pass. I only heard the rushing stream.
I no longer saw the irritating power lines of before. I saw granite boulders as big as a car next to a rushing stream, surrounded by green towering pines, and grey dying pine trees.
“Take delight in the Lord, and he will grant you what your heart desires.” Psalm 37:4 New Catholic Bible
My favorite place to be was combined into a God-given gift of smiles. I was thrilled and overjoyed. My husband was delighted that he had found, or been led to, my perfect place for ‘forest bathing’.
The creativity continues to flow as I write about this experience three days ago. My insights were filled with clarity. Where will I find this type of healing? Nature. Certainly not from a bottle of pills.