The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 263

September 21, 2021
A newborn fawn greeted me in the forest this morning. Its eyes blessed with the most astounding emotion. Filled with the beauty of all things that shall become. I quickly looked around the forest for the mother. To my right maybe twenty five feet. She stood there waving her tall white tail as if to be asking, “Do you love my baby?” This forest. Wow. We met for the first time in November of 1992. I didn’t realize the power it would have in my heart growing forward. This gift today is part of the empowerment of the universe moving through you. Or as I put on social media: God in forward motion. My daily writing in this forest didn’t begin in 1992 but rather two years later. It’s all been documented! The replenishing of seventeen hundred trees to getting married in the forest to sitting down with my small fuzzy children while they took their final breath. My wow is a very tiny forest and after twenty nine years of connection I still can’t explain the calling. I do want to thank the baby fawn for such an amazing reminder of how life is about being in the present with a firm grip on sharing it with future travelers. So I ask, where is your wow? That place of connection, rebirth and understanding. Is it far into the mountains or sitting next to the waves stretching on shores? Where is your wow? Is it while writing, reading or simply staring at a wall with no photographs? Locating your wow. When you identify as such know in your heart it’ll always protect you.