I lie on my back, belly gently rising and falling. My eyes soak in the beams above me, shaped from trees grown from seeds that fell to the forest floor during the time of my great grandmother and great grandfather. All of my senses are enveloped and put at ease. I breathe in the woodsy scent of nature shaped by devoted handwork. Like the many bones of my body, small timbers meet medium timbers, and those in turn meet large timbers. I feel the same calmness and ease I do standing in a conifer forest, with towering evergreens rising above me. Where I feel loved and simply ok with my body, my mind, my flaws and my life. It feels as if the cells in my body are slowing down. The stresses from my life disappear and are replaced by beauty lit in a warm, golden light. This place eases the woes and rebuilds me. The closest thing I can compare it to is lying in your beloved's arms after making love. Your bodies still entwined, the ego subdues and your souls merge. Yes, that's it. It's the type of healing that comes from the stillness within and from those who unconditionally love you. Yes, this is a home, and it's where you reside.
My homes are where shinrin-yoku (forest bathing) and craft meet. Shinrin-yoku is a Japanese practice where you allow nature to enter all five senses of your body.
Our ancestors were immersed in nature, and the intelligence of the outdoors resets our minds and bodies. From the earth we came and to the earth we will return. And so my homes are filled with stones that spill from the river, natural slate back splashes that mimics the mountains outside, and seamless compositions of stone, earth and timber.