You are going on a self-healing journey now. You see yourself from behind as you begin to walk on a quiet path blanketed in soft, emerald-green moss. The air is cool and clean, carrying the faint scent of damp earth, pine needles, and fresh leaves after rain…As you step onto the mossy path, you feel its gentle spring beneath your bare feet. It is soft and welcoming, like the earth itself is rising to meet you with each step. The ground feels alive — supportive, steady, and kind.

The forest hums with subtle life. You hear the gentle rustle of leaves overhead…the distant, melodic call of a songbird... Another answers from across the glen... The forest hums with quiet movement: the faint scurry of a chipmunk, the creak of an old tree leaning in the wind. You hear the rhythm of nature — slow, patient, and endlessly kind.