Growing up in the woods of Maine ….my favorite toy as a child was Nature. When I was not in school, I was out playing in the woods, the trees, the rivers. Of course back then, I did not realize what sacred time this was. I remember so clearly in my mind, being deep in the woods, plopping myself down on the forest floor, nestled in the fallen leaves ( I can still smell the earth) & just laying there for hours, looking up at the dancing treetops, listening to the quiet beauty of the forest. God. It was beautiful.
Sometimes, suddenly…. in the middle of my day, those same feelings of complete oneness, connectedness ….SPIRIT, come to me. Envelops me in it’s magic. I’m afraid to breath in fear it will disappear….I just want to stay wrapped forever in it’s glow.

These are the words that came to me one day to describe my feelings so deep within….