Deep Forest Thoughts

Following through in regard to our comment from our post we made on 10/13/2025. Sorry it took so long! Best wishes everyone!

Say, can you feel it in the wind? Something’s changing and about to begin. Can you feel it in the air? Like a subtle tone we know it’s there.

Do you see it in the waves? In the depths it stirs, we must be brave.

Say, do you know of the truths in sky? Along a pure horizon a light may shine.

Say, can you feel the breeze? Something is stirring to bring forth peace.

Beyond the chaos, beyond the haze, beyond the fortress that shapes a grave. Beyond the thick murky skies, beyond the mist, soon we’ll rise.

Did you know in the lands of sun, an eternal dance continues on? Feel the flow from truths within. Find your light and begin. Face your depths through day and night. Persevere and shine your light. No matter what tomorrow may bring, be true to you, it’s your tune you’ll sing!

Through the clouds and past the mist, look within and face it. Bravely face your truest light and find its beauty gleaming bright. Sing with us.

In the forest lived a wolf. The wolf’s fur shone a pure white that seemed to glisten beneath the light of the moon. The air was crisp as winter neared, and ice crystals were beginning to form in the air. The air smelled sweet with the spice of autumn, and the soft rustling of the trees was akin to that of gentle bells, as a breeze swept through the forest. The wolf ran freely through the trees and up the hill, with the wind caressing its fur in each stride. Twas a beautiful night.

Eventually the wolf reached a cliff. It was a favorite spot it had found and was often there on clear starry nights. In that place, one could see everything: the vast forests, the expansive mountains, the ever-flowing river, the meadow, everything. It was a place where earth and sky seemed to intertwine, even if for a fleeting moment. Although some may argue that moment to feel simply timeless. Such serenity.

At the cliff, the wolf simply stood for a few moments. It gazed tenderly across the lands, and then longingly towards the sky. Then, after taking a deep breath, the wolf let out a melodious howl. Its song echoed across the lands. At one point another joined in and thus began the harmonies; first with a duet and eventually growing into a chorus. Many emotions intertwined in their song. The depth was full of heart, both familiar and foreign. It was almost like an ancient hymn lost to time. A certain beauty that was felt so deeply, so profoundly, a feeling words simply cannot convey well.

The winds stirred as if to join in with their song. The wolves howled for what felt like both a short while and an infinity in one. Then, all fell silent.

A while later the crickets were heard chirping to their own tune, and an owl in the trees. From the cliff, the white wolf turned back into its forest. The sweet scent of evergreens now surrounded it, with that autumn spice drifting though the winds. The moon and stars shone bright, so bright the trees seemed to sparkle. The wolfs fur flowed with the wind, gleaming. It seemed to dance in the light of the moon. In the distance the wolf saw its pack, then onward it went into the night.

Freely they ran together beneath the stars in the light of the moon.

So, I know it’s been a while since our last post, but here we are again, with another in some deep thoughts. So, for anyone who’s unfamiliar with this section, it’s not always going to make sense. Simply a writing of some deep thoughts we ponder here in our forest. Feel free to ponder with us or simply read into the depths. Now, without further ado, here we go!

Say, what is life and where might it lead? When not just one path awaits us, how might we grow? In a seemingly endless maze with infinite possibilities, what might we become? Say, what does any of this even mean?! I think no one truly knows a full answer, and even if they did, it’s likely one of many. After all, many truths exist and overlap even if seemingly different. Sometimes it’s simply a matter of perspective. Still, we ponder, what is life? Where are we, and what are we becoming? Who are we, and who have we been? Who are we becoming? Sometimes one becomes aware that ‘where’, like many other words can have many hidden meanings. “Where am I?” for example can be asked in a multitude of ways in the further questions of:

“Am I in a…” : “Am I in forest?”, “…a cave?” “Am I a house?, “…the garden?”, “Am I in a place of peace?”, “…a place of care?”, “am I in a centered space?”, “…a space that’s out of alignment?”, “Am I in a place I can heal?”, “…a place I can grow?”, “Am I in a place where I can find true friends?”, “…a place I feel at home?”, etc.

Then there’s becoming, and who we are. Change happens. 7 years ago things were likely quite different for many than they are now. The moments leading up to today have shaped us. What choices did we make? How did we respond to our changes? Did we experience hardships? Successes? Wait, what even is ‘success’? That’s a word with slightly different meanings depending on who you ask after all. Though maybe it’s just describing something that makes an individual feel accomplished and fullfilled. Hmm, no wonder it can change depending on who you ask. That’s kind of personal in many regards after all.

Oops, tangent…

Well, ahem, back on topic… Who we are is something that is constantly changing, or maybe ‘evolving’ is a better word, at least ideally. Our choices and actions can have great impacts on how we change. These can greatly impact one’s direction…

Say, what’s the beginning? What’s the end? I’ve heard the beginning is the end of one thing, and that the end is the beginning of another. Does that mean they’re connected? Say, if something is to begin, then what’s to end? If something is to end what’s to begin? Wait, which came first? Wait…when did ‘first’ or ‘last’ even emerge as a concept…hmmm.

Say, what is life? I, like many, live it without knowing a clear answer. Maybe seeking it is part of the journey. Still, I think in many ways it’s a gift. It’s an opportunity. It’s a journey, an adventure. It’s something of feeling, many feelings. Though, I think at the end of the day, it’s what we make it.

What might my life become? What do I want to make it as? Where shall my choices lead me? If one throws me in a loop or bump, how will I handle it? Will I turn it around? Can I reach my dreams?

I choose to believe I can.

Still, if the path is long, that surely is hard work. Will I persist? I choose to believe it’s worth it. I won’t give up. That’s a choice too…hmmm…choices.

Navigating life’s labyrinth is overwhelming and confusing at times; still, ponder as I might, I will keep trying. Surely, I will continue to grow and find myself. Surely, I’ll see more into many of these ponderings. Maybe. Regardless, I want to live a life I can look back on with a warm soft smile. I want to be true to myself, even if it means re-learning ‘who’ I am, and changing or evolving along the way. If life’s an adventure, then I’m in for the ride. I’ll feel as I will, and shine on as I am. Let’s go!

As we donned our feathered light, we danced a dance pure and bright. Was it the hymn from ancient times? Was it the pleasures lost to time? Ah~ How long has it been since we danced our dance? How we’ve yearned for spring at last. New life is born, growth emerged. With a song in the air, birds return. Joining the song, we sing our tune. It won’t be long till flowers bloom. A gentle warmth will soon arrive, a dance in the wind to welcome springtime. Colors abound as we circle round. Joyous times are sure to be found. Then, when the wheel turns once more, a dance of summer and we’ll soar! As the wheel turns, the seasons change. Things sometimes seem to rearrange. Still, know we carry great hope. Find your own dance and own true light. It shall bring great smiles should you hold true. It is time to be what make you, YOU. Find it within, and shine your light. I see its beauty, a joyous sight! In the spring an opportunity is heard. Grow with us and emerge!

Over, through, up and down, through the years we dance around.

Over, side-ways, back and forth, eventually we headed north.

Dancing more we circle round; till over mountains we’d be bound.

Up and down, side to side, my, has it been quite a ride.

Through the wind and pouring rains, in times of struggles courage gained.

Then a rumble was once felt. It shook us hard we nearly fell.

Though, we lifted the rock once more; our strength did last, hope restored.

In times, our tears they overflowed; the waves tumbled, as the winds roared.

Other times, it all fell blank. As if stuck in the mist, we simply sat.

Then one day, we said, “No more!” Our hearts ablaze, the flames, they soared.

With our heart ignited yet again, we pondered where we must begin.

Where to go, to be and rise? Where to shine our gleaming lights?

Still, we knew we must move along, to dance our dance in ancient song!

Wherever we may go next, surely it sparks a beautiful quest.

Dancing in the rays of sun and moon, we feel such joy in our ancient tune.

No matter what lays ahead, we shall shine on true, amidst Life’s paths.