connecting to earth, listening to whispers
of forest spirits ….what does Pan have to say?
passing through a forest, its much denser, earthy energy.
immersed in the smell of earth and trees and moss, the sound of the wind.
the wind – always present on this journey. Here, in this space, seemingly a reminder of the airy heights that feel much more like my element, „home“….. as if accompanying me, somewhat subdued. like a whisper.
already calling me back.
the moss – like the fur of a big and gentle beast,
dozing, its slow breath flowing through and beneath and being one with the life force and rhythm of this space.
the higher altitudes, so natural, I feel, I am but a visitor here. passing through an environment that has its own ancient pulse, lineage & ancestry.
and the raven watches & observes.