“There is a special kind of shadow that happens in deep woods that are old and have been left
undisturbed. Underneath the canopy of ancient hardwood trees the greens are deeper, the soil
blacker, the smells richer. And there is a shadow that is over everything, calling out that there is a deeper world than the human of which we are a part. Something came out of that place and entered my body. I felt more whole, more human, more loved, more a part of the world. And in some indefinable way I knew who I was.” Stephen Harrod Buhner shares more in this beautiful essay.