Forests Are My Happy Place
Why
I see forests as more than a collection of trees that can be used for fuel or building materials. To me, they are a wonderland of scientific marvel, a source of peace, and unlimited creativity.
Forests play a vital role in sustaining this planet's ecosystem and regulating the climate. Trees absorb carbon dioxide and produce oxygen, while also purifying the air and water that sustain our life on earth.
But there is also an overwhelming sensory experience that forests offer. The rustling of leaves in the wind, the chirping of birds, and the buzzing of insects create a symphony of sound that leave me in absolute awe. The warm light filtering through the branches casts an ethereal glow, and the fragrance of redwood trees in combination with a damp earth awaken an orgasmic experience that comes from being fully present, alive in that moment, aware.
In the heart of the forest, i feel a sense of peace and playfulness, a child-like wonder. Amongst the giants, i feel small and part of the marvelous, terrifying ecosystem.
The forest is a place of mystery, a realm of secrets and surprises waiting to be discovered. Hidden among the trees are wildflowers and mushrooms, birds and animals, streams and waterfalls. Each season brings its own beauty, from the vibrant colors of autumn leaves to the delicate blooms of springtime.
Forests are also places of wisdom, reminding me of the valuable lesson of impermanence, of constant change. In the presence of ancient trees, i feel a sense of reverence and awe, a reminder of the majesty and power of nature.
Ultimately, forests are multifaceted in their significance. They are rich sources of medicinal plants that have given us chemotherapy drugs, malaria treatments, and pain relievers such as aspirin. They also can have a transformative power over my mind, settling the agitated waters of existence, revealing pains and healing them. In a forest, i gather all parts that help me create and live in a peaceful, present, and joyful way.
Shock
So you can imagine my desperation when scenes like this started to become larger and more common...
On one hand, i understand that wood is a valuable resource for warming homes, building cool houses and beautiful furniture, crafting musical instruments, and creating art. On the other hand, i see thousand-year-old forests, rich in animal species and plant life, being torn down in a matter of days. The places where i go to restore my sense of peace and creativity are being destroyed at an alarming rate all over the world.
What can i do?