You Must See With Eyes Unclouded By Hate. See The Good In That Which Is Evil, And The Evil In That Which

I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain, undefinable something.

Haruki Murakami, The Unvisited

Side? I am on nobody's side, because nobody is on my side, little orc.

There is an ancient conversation going on between mosses and rocks, poetry to be sure. About light and shadow and the drift of continents. This is what has been called the dialect of moss on stone - an interface of immensity and minute ness, of past and present, softness and hardness, stillness and vibrancy, yin and yang.

A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it. It just blooms.

“Owl," said Rabbit shortly, "you and I have brains. The others have fluff. If there is any thinking to be done in this Forest--and when I say thinking I mean thinking--you and I must do it.” 

In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.

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Side? I am on nobody's side, because nobody is on my side, little orc.

What an irony it is that these living beings whose shade we sit in, whose fruit we eat, whose limbs we climb, whose roots we water, to whom most of us rarely give a second thought, are so poorly understood. We need to come, as soon as possible, to a profound understanding and appreciation for trees and forests and the vital role they play, for they are among our best allies in the uncertain future that is unfolding.

Jim Robbins, The Man Who Planted Trees: Lost Groves, Champion Trees, and an Urgent Plan to Save the Planet

Behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begin. Happy Mother's Day!

Forests are like churches, hallowed places. There's a stillness about them, a sort of reverence.