I Love the Forest

Personal Stories, Advice, and Support 164 People

    I Am Lucky

    I have always lived near to the forest and I think I feel attached to it because it is part of my childhood. When I think of my childhood I think about walking and cycling in the forest with my sister and my dad. Where I live now I am only a 5 minute cycle ride from the forest. I...
    charlo charlo
    18-21, F
    Jul 15, 2009

    My Heaven

    I wish, right now,… I could be lying in a sun-dappled forest on a warm summer afternoon, with nothing but a blanket, some wine and my thoughts. Watching the sunlight flicker with the slight, heady breeze, and the dust motes and tiny flying things floating all around. It’s...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    2 Responses May 7, 2012

    I Am In Love With The Forest

    I have never lived by a forest in my entire lifetime, but every single time I get near one, I end up in the treetops and I could sit there for hours, sitting peacefully. Anyone else have this experience?
    megcat533 megcat533
    18-21, F
    1 Response Apr 2, 2012

    I love wooded areas and dream of spending

    summers in a cabin. I'd love to spend Christmas out there some years as well. The tranquil silence, smells of pine, a star filled sky, and late night campfires. It brings me back to a childhood filled with human contact, conversation, and memories to treasure. So much more...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    2 Responses Nov 15, 2014

    Just the Quite

    the quite,stillness.nothing better in the world.and it is sad so much of it is vanishing every day.
    ghostofmyself ghostofmyself
    36-40
    2 Responses Apr 7, 2009

    I love being in the forest!

    The way everything is just so calm and peaceful is amazing. I love all the wildlife and nature there is, everywhere! Everything just seems so free and contempt.
    kaylabear252 kaylabear252
    16-17, F
    Feb 1, 2015

    I Feel At Home

    The forest is like one huge organic powerhouse, a ceaseless turbulent yet peaceful place, the continuous crackle of photosynthesis, the endless pumping of sap and sugars, dense masses of leaves and bark composting on the ground, deafening chorus of birdsong, and the restless...
    IrishJeff IrishJeff
    41-45, M
    Feb 21, 2012
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