Today we went hiking among the giants again, and it was splendid. There is something about these redwood forests which is so restorative, so soothing to the soul, so relaxing to the mind. There's an un-human, ancient, wordless magic-wisdom vibrating around here, some of which you can feel if you listen and be silent and feel for it on the periphery of your emotional eye. Some of these trees have stood here for 2,000-3,000 years. Sadly, 95% of the ancient redwood forests were destroyed by logging by 1980 via the usual blindness/greed for profit and consumerism. There is something so wonderful about walking among these giants which I am having trouble expressing. The more we travel in nature the more I fall in love with the earth and the more I despise the way humans have been uglifying and decimating it in our recent history.