When I walk through the woods, my favourite spots are the ones with heavy tree cover but a view to the world outside.
When I came across one of them in the forest, I thought, "This would be a nice place to sit and have a picnic." It was surrounded by trees and shrubs, making the spot all but invisible to those looking in, yet I could see what was going on in the meadows next door.
I came across another today as I walked through the cedars. The second I stepped out from under their cover, the energy felt different. I stepped back into the trees. It felt better. Not just to the senses, but my body felt more at ease.
In the light of turbulent world events, I'm not surprised that this kind of place is where I feel the best - tucked away fairly safely but still aware of the broader picture.
And I wonder how much of that is biological.
