WHERE THE FOREST OPENS UP TO THE FIELD OR THE LEAVENED LEAVES WAIT AFTER THE DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL

If you go along the forest path and follow it long enough it meanders here and there and throws gently itself off to that way or this. But if somehow you continue and find the way, it curves and the long curve near the end is a strange one. It can be likened to the dark night of the soul in that on that curve, the first time anyhow, one does not know where one is. The bush is thick, the sky is covered by the trees, the sun has disappeared for the summits that hide it then.

Most all or all bearings and anchors have been lost.

But…

Somehow if you continue on past there a long natural corridor presents itself and like a tunnel of light in the forest, or a new-re-entry into reality, - it feeds you out into a larger field. The field opens up immediately on both sides and whether it is spring, summer, autumn, or winter; - there is a high and clean energy. This can be noticed by nearly anyone. 

And then what?

Then you have made it through a certain trial and tumult, and walk by the old solitary tree, the sandpit where an old and almost friendly snake that can be likened to the kundalini energy, slithers around in the background. The chaparral and the feral birds of the sky, the odd turtle, and the hesitant then fast deer or grouping of hawks in the distance. Sometimes the wildflowers there have multiplied exponentially like blades of grass under the sun. At other times leaves bounce past for the wind, as if in a dance and it seems against all reason and logic that they are there for you.

And the funny thing is that they are.

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