The forest doesn’t demand anything from us. It doesn't ask for a reply to an email or a solution to a problem. From the carpeted moss floor to the dappled light of Komorebi, discover why a walk in the woods is the ultimate biological reset for a busy mind.

I wish the wild were a sanctuary with a heavy door that we could lock against the noise of the evening news. But that door doesn't exist.

I have always believed that to be 'In the Wild' is to be in the presence of a perfect, albeit fragile, balance. But lately, that balance in British Columbia feels more like a facade.