Taking a moment to simply be and exist in this lush bit of rustic paradise is akin to touching heaven on earth. The pulse of the water, the air matches your own. In this sylvan sort of paradise one can almost sense the various inhabitants – animal and spirit. The sylvan sprites almost giggle with impish delight at your awe and joy in this, their flourishing forestland. Lovely, isn’t it?
As you can tell, I can wax poetic quite easily when it comes to nature and all of the treasures She provides to us all. Sylvan is one of those words that I have long adored because of how beautifully and ideally it describes woodlands. I also enjoy it’s ability to describe, or I suppose, name some of the inhabitants of said places. I have always believed in spirits and faerie folk and to call some Sylvans is wonderful.
I hope everyone is able to spend at least a little bit of time in a Sylvan setting of their choosing this Summer!
Namaste ~ Ella
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