The land was vast it seemed to go on forever. We stopped at a motorway / highway drive in for refreshment I asked for tea and some toast. The staff looked at me quizzically and my friends said he is English.
I ended up with a muffin cut in two and put under the grill and hot water.
Coming to a forest off of several roads from the main highway to a beautiful wooden Chalet type house. I loved the smell of the wood. After refreshment I was walked down a path through a tunnel of trees to the guest house a small chalet with three bedrooms, a lounge and a kitchen, the balcony at low level went around the home.
Going into the forest nearby it smelt gorgeous and the air so pure it almost 'cut' the lungs'. I felt this was a magic place and I stood by a large tree and asked the spirit of the Forest for its permission to enter, I felt my civilized city aura was not appropriate, and I got a feeling of being accepted.
One morning after meditating I felt to go outside and a snarl greeted me it was a Lynx, I felt so privileged I was tempted to stroke it and realized this was not wise. I was quite overcome.
The eagles screeched and I watched them catch fish from the river, amazing how their precision and timing was so, so accurate and graceful.
Gradually my stay which was interspersed with presenting workshops and one to one sessions. I was taken to amazing places and to be in the company of the Indigenous peoples was a bonus and an eye opening to me as to their grounding to the Earth and their skills.
Perhaps later on more on some specific tales of the journey into the magic of Nature and the peoples.
SHACK
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