I have a regular run I like to take
along a path by the lake near my house.
There are trees dotted along the path.
And in one spot there's a small cluster of trees
that for some reason I started
referring to as "the magic forest".
I always feel good when I run through those trees.
I don't know what it is.
And I thought it was just me.
Until the other day when I was running
I saw an elderly Asian woman going up
to the trees and pressing her
palm into each of their trunks.
She was loving those trees.
Intentionally connecting with them.
Pressing her skin against theirs.
So on my way home I decided to do the same.
I felt a little silly. But why?
Who wouldn't want to connect with the
ancient wisdom and grounded strength
each of those trees represent?
Trees represent something
a little bit magical to me.
And I like that.
May your holidays be full of magic!