Epping return

https://youtu.be/Yjn3BgkbZ1U

While I was in the wood, I sat inside a hollowed out beech, I felt so safe!

And I realised that just as I was "in" the tree (and the wood and the world), the tree (and the wood and the world) was inside me.

Also I realised that the sense of safety was not about the tree actively "protecting" me (like a knight in shining armour or a mother bear defending her cub); instead it was about that kind of inherent power that I wrote of previously. It was the power of holding space for transformation. So that suggested that the hollowness I sense inside me is not a lack, but a space where I can hold trees, woods, worlds, for transformation....