Hey, thanks for being a part of the conversation. This is Forest Stories.
I am the Poet in the Forest, a children's series that I pinned
out in the nineteen nineties. Now, none of it would be possible if
it wasn't for this forest right here in South Charlotte, North Carolina. I
talk about it so much that I thought, maybe it's time that you get
to know what has inspired me for thirty years. Thanks for being a part
of the conversation. Welcome back to the forest. There was a song that
was released in the latter part of the nineteen sixties, maybe even the early
seventies. It invited listeners attached to their favorite radio stations to listen to the
rhythm of the falling rain. I think that's what's happening today inside this forest,
the Rainbow forest. We're out here, it's raining, it's forty three
degrees, and all we hear is the rhythm of the falling rain through these
trees, these trees who never feel like they're bothered by weather. It's almost
like their their branches are grateful. That's why they reach so high in the
sky, to show their mindfulness and their gratefulness for everything that they receive,
and yet the crazy human likes to go about and complain about how the weather
is affecting them. But the forest story today is about the rhythm of the
falling rain and how it feels against your hands, your face, and how
listening to it really is a soothing moment, knowing that there will be more
days of sunshine, there will be avenues of personal growth. The idea that
rain should be scariness indoors is so wrong. But these are the lessons that
this force has been sharing with me for over thirty years. To be able
to look beyond the four walls the human has designed, and put yourself in
a position of learning how nature survives. And oh, this forest is blest
with nature. The birds are singing. It is raining, but the birds
are singing. People are moving, but they look grumpy. But not on
this trail that I'm walking on is peace filled. People always say, I'm
trying to find peace in this brand new year. Find yourself a forest like
the rainbow forest, be in a moment of now with nature, and listen
to the stories. But don't hoard them, because I've been doing that for
thirty years, hoarding all my love and passion for this collection of trees until
now Hey, thanks for being a part of a conversation