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During a Forest Bath, we immerse ourselves in nature with more than just our bodies; we arrive with our souls. We cross the threshold, put our devices away, and make a simple, powerful choice: to be present. In this space of quiet attention, a Duringdeep twofold healing begins. First, there is the physical alchemy . The forest air is rich with negative ions, which have been shown to reduce stress and revitalise the body. We also breathe in phytoncides - the antimicrobial ess

"Into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul" John Muir We crossed thresholds every day, often without noticing; the door to our home, the entrance to a train station, the doors to a library. But some thresholds are different. They are not just physical; they are passages for the soul. A Forest Therapy walk is not just a walk. It is a passage. And every passage begins at a threshold. That threshold might be a charming gatehouse like the one that marks the entry int

Hello, and a warm welcome from the edge of the wild. My name is Diane Duckworth. One year ago, my life took a magical turn when I moved from the majestic peaks of Colorado to a castle in Cumbria, back to my husband's hometown of Whitehaven. Here we are blessed with a landscape that feels like a fairytale: the constantly changing Irish sea at our front, and the deep, quiet embrace of the woods at our back. Though I've lived in England before, this time is different. It's more

There is a magic in the woods that can only be found when you stop walking and start being . It's a magic that unfolds not in miles hiked, but in minutes spent in one single, chosen place. This is called the practice of the Sit Spot . Your Sit Spot is not about the view. It's not a scenic overlook for a photograph. It is a sanctuary, maybe a humble one - a mossy log, a quiet nook between the roots of your favourite tree, a sunny patch of grass at the edge of a field. It is yo

There's a certain kind of peace that only exists in the woods in November. The leaves have fallen, and lie like a carpet of gold on the soft, rain-soaked earth. I found that peace this morning as I walked in my beloved Crow Park Woods. The bare branches of the trees were silhouetted against the Cumbrian sky. It was here, breathing in the crisp air, that I felt it - that profound shift. My shoulders relaxed. My mind calmed. It felt deeply familiar yet somehow new. The woods ar