The Afghan Queen: a True Story of An American Woman in Afghanistan
“It was the deepest, darkest forest I had ever experienced. Europeans, and especially the Swiss, go to amazing lengths to preserve their forests.
A sense of mystery and awe overcame me every time I peered across the road that separated the farm from the forest. Such exquisitely impenetrable darkness set the hair on the back of my neck tingling.
Those dark woods continued to forbid and beckon, as they have for thousands of years. The day before we were all to leave, I finally resolved to walk acr...oss the road into the tangled woods. Walking the narrow path into the forest, the trees seemed like towering goddesses.
I told Dharma that I was going for a stroll into the forest. She said she would go with me and grabbed an old pillowcase. “We can pick mushrooms and fix omelets for breakfast.” We walked about half a mile down a forest foot-path paved with a thick layer of pine needles.
The intense musty pine scent and narrow shafts of sunlight provided an overpowering sense of mystery. On that day the attraction of the Wood Goddess was more powerful than my childhood fears.MoreLess
A sense of mystery and awe overcame me every time I peered across the road that separated the farm from the forest. Such exquisitely impenetrable darkness set the hair on the back of my neck tingling.
Those dark woods continued to forbid and beckon, as they have for thousands of years. The day before we were all to leave, I finally resolved to walk acr...oss the road into the tangled woods. Walking the narrow path into the forest, the trees seemed like towering goddesses.
I told Dharma that I was going for a stroll into the forest. She said she would go with me and grabbed an old pillowcase. “We can pick mushrooms and fix omelets for breakfast.” We walked about half a mile down a forest foot-path paved with a thick layer of pine needles.
The intense musty pine scent and narrow shafts of sunlight provided an overpowering sense of mystery. On that day the attraction of the Wood Goddess was more powerful than my childhood fears.MoreLess
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