A journey into the heart of the forest...

We woke at dawn and drove west at sunrise…

A fairy dancing in the forest, perhaps?

Such a long, wild, challenging and ethereal day, traipsing across country, communing with nature in Robbie's backyard, picking mushrooms, playing with fairy wrens, saluting the sun, telling stories, listening deeply - to each other's hearts - and healing ourselves through the experience.

Lying among the grass and wildflowers and eucalypts staring up at the sun and the clouds...

empty hand, full heart

I felt as if I had stepped into another realm - that of the fairies or nature spirits….

View from my friend’s beautiful "altar to the sun" or outdoor bed or studio to be.... perhaps.

It was a truly extraordinary - hauntingly beautiful and simultaneously terrifying experience.

The Forked Fairy Tree - a portal to other realms perhaps?

Communing with nature has the power to bring such transcendental experiences.

Fairies or Nature spirits dance through this garden arbor.

I wept on Robbie's burnt floor, where he is so courageously rebuilding after a house fire, had an anaphylactic incident while we were on our way there (it happens relatively often as I react to sulphites) and spoke to the "green man" who lives in the birch tree nearby and watches over Robbie.

The burnt concrete floor of my friend’s perished house.

We were never intended to be shackled to the traps of society.

There are stories here, so much older and so much wiser. Robbie reminded me today, as those around me always do, that nature keeps such secrets and enfolds them back to us when we take time to listen.