Forests feel magical to me. They remind me of an art museum without walls or borders and without "do not touch" signs, where the best artifacts exist and the most creative art forms are displayed. There's aging wood, long since alive, that has delicious textures and comes with bends, knots, scars and twists that match the best of human sculptors.
I believe trees communicate with each other and maybe that's, in part, where I feel the magic. There's a deep sense of working together, of cooperation and even symbiosis out there. Forests are home to so many life forms. It's an incredibly inclusive and welcoming place to be.
I've always done my best thinking on walks and hikes. Nature has a way of cleansing the gunk that builds up in my head. It's the perfect "delete and reset" button out there.
Taking time to listen to the silence in a forest is a powerful experience. We tend to power walk through nature and when we do, we miss the real power that comes from being part of this beautiful and inclusive community.