It would be so nice if life always proceeded in an upward trajectory, wouldn’t it? If happy endings always remained happy, and fixing a problem meant the problem never returned. But I think we all know life isn’t like that: it is a roller coaster of getting better and then getting worse, and then getting better again, and lifting our heads above it all as often as we can, so we can see the magic that still threads through the world around us, and indeed, in us.

On the first day of June, I took a long, forest-bathing walk down one of my favorite paths in one of my favorite local forests. And I brought you along with me.

This last weekend, I went for a walk in the woods. At least that was my intention. I went to a secret park that very few people know about.