Just seeing the “forest bathing” subject on my phone made me pause and get a simple uplift as I entered and paused and prepared to leave the forest this morning’s mile.
I wonder these days how I “avoided” being in the woods every day when living near them. Some of it is rhythm, getting into a pattern that didn’t include forest and nature time, making it “the normal setting” and not having the clarity about why it really matters to me.
And, yeah, a lot of what people do around here is “hike” and “run” and there’s been less of an obvious connection with sauntering and forest bathing.
This morning everyone I crossed paths with was either walking a dog (I don’t have one) or running (I don’t). That’s not always true, and I am starting to pick up on the energy of the 5% or so that are out to really savor the experience and different sounds and energy and flow.