I was born in a very little town, in the middle of a forest. Where ever you look there you see forests, or lakes surrounded by forests. I have used a huge part of my life in forests -amazing beautiful time. Nothing else creates that peaceful calmness in me, feeling of belonging, feeling of understanding than being surrounded by trees. Majestic, brave, wise trees.
I love the view when I am laying down in the moist fresh moss and looking up to the treetops. And I can feel how the trees surround me. I feel the connection. And the calming humming sound… I think kids who life in happy caring families might feel something similar to this, when their parents are home and everyone feels safe.
When I was a kid I read a book which made me so scared of the dark forests for a while. In the book a kid went into a forest when it was dark, and the darkness made everything look different. His imagination took over making bushes look like witches, stones like trolls..And soon the whole forest was full of scary creatures. Those creepy images stayed in my mind for a long time. I saw witches, trolls, gnomes and ghosts everywhere. And I thought someone was always lurking behind the trees. Until I realised that I can take advantage of the dark forest; no stupid human being could find me from there. I was alone. In peace. And the creatures became my friends.
And when I played under the trees in the daytime, I imagined I was in my magical forest, my own secret world which no one else would know about. And every time when I got dropped off my imagination, it hurt so much. And I wished so much, sooooo much that I could find the entrance to that magical world again. Which would take me away from the boring unfair life for good.
