A story based on a walk in the forest
It had been at least two months since my last walk here. I put on the small backpack that contained water and a light lunch, locked the car and headed for the walkway that leads down to the lake. At the bottom of the walkway I turned right, toward the western side of the Lake.
It felt good to be alone on a path in the forest. I felt excited to be in the Prescott National Forest and moved ahead on the trail with feelings of joy.
I crossed a short bridge and saw my friend—no, not a person—a tall giant: a majestic Ponderosa Pine Tree. It is one of the largest trees in this part of the forest, and often touch her as I walk by. Today, I did more. No human was near to see me. I walked close and put my arms around her, and hugged the tree. She is the grandmother tree in the neighborhood—the tallest, thickest and most beautiful. I whispered private things to her, also saying how happy I was to be back in her forest, The sky was exceptionally clear-blue, and a breeze playfully touched pine needles.
When I walked away from grandmother tree I had the feeling that I passed through a door of enchantment. I remembered the suggestion from a friend that there is a mystical experience available to those who choose to be near tall pine trees in the forest. I was ready; I was prepared.
The forest appeared more brilliantly lit by afternoon sunlight. I felt there were tree watchers present following with keen interest my steps on the forest trail. I wore a smile as I walked alongside the lake. Ripples on the surface of the water accentuated mystical feelings.
I reached my favorite location—a place in the midst of tall Pine trees where there is a bench overlooking the lake. I removed my backpack and set it on the bench and sat beside it. I viewed the panoramic scene and said aloud: “Thank you God for my life and journey … thank you for your Love – your Divine Love I feel in my soul.”
I ate a light lunch, drank refreshing water and was absorbed in the beauty of the day—grateful to have strength to walk this trail in the forest ... grateful for the lake and the few ducks lazily paddling about. And I was grateful for the gentle breeze, and the tall pines with needles playing a tune in the breeze.
It was already quiet where I sat in warm sunshine …
Then it happened: A deeper silence arrived and enveloped me. All that I can tell you of this experience is that I felt I was a guest of honor in a large outdoor amphitheater. There were no other people present that I could see with my physical eyes; nonetheless, I knew that I was not alone. Others were present—spirit friends and little people of the forest humans rarely see, yet sense that they are near.
This is when I heard a message in a song sung by the Pine Tree Needles as the gentle breeze passed overhead. The words were sublime, and as best I can, I share with you:
“Thank you for visiting our forest. The gratitude and honor you have expressed, is now returned to you in this silence and song. It is yours to Enjoy. It is for you and for all who pass this way … those who choose to stop and listen.”
I remained for a long time in a state of awe and gratitude.
When finally I walked away from the bench to return to my car, I walked on lightness of air.
I smiled and waved to Grandmother Pine Tree as I passed by on the trail that follows the western shore of Lynx Lake.
~ Joseph