Forest and Sea in my Body

A week on from leaving the wildness – I walk through London, and the depth of forest is still inside my body, the open sands and the fresh sea are stretched through my bones, my fluids have an imprint of their rhythms, I navigate the city streets with its simple timing…

I move through the urban landscape with a directness that is not noisy for fear of being judged, I look and see other humans with an expansiveness that is there simply for seeing one another… Something deep inside me trusts my senses again…

Notes from my research in Tentsmuir Forest in Scotland, June 2019

– part of Tom Goodwin’s Kinship workshop (photography Tom Goodwin)