Hidden Valley Wanderings

I am taking you on a gentle stroll through nature...listening to the wildlife and sharing observations for you to visualize and feel your connection and relaxation. Embark on this soothing gentle and compassionate stroll and feel your presence and curiosity all around.

Transcript

So I'm walking in the hidden valley with the stream in the background and the soft soil underneath me and many fallen hazelnuts, Unripened or received by the squirrels, The hazel trees either side of me and it feels so calming hearing the wind whistling, The leaves making that sound as they do in the wind, All very settling as I look around, So much green and brown beneath my feet, Clouds above, It's so calming, Some birds flying around and then I hear a jackdaw and there's an opening and a stable and the other side there's an undulating hill and so I carry on into the dappled area, Little bubbles of light and shadows of the water nearer to me again, Bugs flying around, Cool temperature under the trees, A tunnel and canopy of hazel trees mixed with a few other deciduous ones, The odd bit of granite rock under my feet, Dog barking in the distance, Leaves rustling in the wind, It's a true indulgence of connection and calmness with the earth, The light and all the senses, Add to that the movement from walking and the stream turns a bit of a corner here, Truly beautiful and now the fallen hazelnuts are far and few between, Quite a mixture of trees around me, Still a few hazels, I grew up around hazel trees so they're familiar, Lots of nettles here as well, Lovely potential foraging, If only I could beat the squirrels! So as we walk on in the shade I see the decaying wild garlic plants, Very much in their last moments of decay and some ferns on my left, You hear the birds singing and a tree squeaking, Simply beautiful, So much gratitude for all around us, So much green and so I draw this to a close before I embark the hill of cobbles and loose stones and before I do I set the scene of an opening and the gentle curves of the hills and the leaves blowing in the wind high above, All different trees, All different leaves, All connecting.