I come to the woods with reverance.
I come so My Spirit can seek the Spirit of the Woods.
So that The Spirit can see the beauty of the woods and all that dwell there, both seen and unseen.
The Spirit of the Stones allowed me to enter after three knocks, with a great breath of air.
All is a matter of perspective. We think of trees as reaching their roots down into the earth for nourishment. The earthworm sees the trees as reaching their roots up into the sky for nourishment. Which is truth? Both are to one, but neither is The Truth. Together, they are the beginning of understanding The Truth.
Today I listened and My Spirit felt happiness. I allow My Spirit to lead my path so that I may know happiness.
The Dragon is the Dream of the Bee 