I believe it was Lord Byron who once said, “There is pleasure in the pathless woods…a society where none intrudes.”

When I was a little girl, I’d spend hours alone in the woods surrounding our home. The trails were long and unforgiving, but – there was always a sense of quietude in my journey.

The soul is most patient here; surrounded by the sweet refrains of nature.

“We need the tonic of nature,” offered Henry David Thoreau. “At the same time that we are earnest to explore.”

A ‘nature’ inherent to all of us, connecting us to that sacred space deep within our heart.

That we might learn to live in each ‘season’ –  to “breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit”

And, resign ourselves to the pace of this pathless wood.