852: Forestbathing (or Trees)
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Today\\u2019s poem is Forestbathing (or Trees) by francine j. harris. The Slowdown is your daily poetry ritual. In this episode, Major writes\\u2026 \\u201cAs we stroll slowly beneath the earth\\u2019s giants, amidst fungi, moss, lichen, and ferns, we are being workshopped in dappled light. What\\u2019s restorative isn\\u2019t merely the smells and sounds of woodlands, chirping birds and glimpses of wildlife. We are forced to confront the illusions of modern life. We are awash with a simplicity that takes us to idylls of clarity, that encourages introspection. We are reoriented toward human\\u2019s first encounter with beauty. It might be, too, that the trees, in communicating amongst themselves across distances, connect us even more to earth\\u2019s innate will toward life.\\u201d
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