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That feeling when you can crawl into your little oasis of sleep, curled up in the loving branches of a ~300years old cork oak. We had a beautiful emotional release session earlier today and I had an invitation to come back and sleep here. When a old wise being like this tree asks, you really don’t argue back.

My hammock💚

Fairyland🩷

This oak❤️

Surfacing challenges🩵

It is time to move on. With the eclipse powers still well ongoing, letting go is on my plate once again.

Now moving into the suddle realm of tree magic…@