Listen, You can hear the trees breath

I first read that line in a  western written by Louis L’Amour, Bendigo Shafter. It was the hero of the book taking a young teen in search of trees to build a log cabin.  The kid just wanted to cut down the first one he came to.  Telling him that made him stop and listen to the forest, in essence appreciate the nature around them.

This came to mind today as I was chatting with my mom about bigfoot…


Now for some families this may seem strange.  How many of you discuss bigfoot?  But for my family, having been raised in the Northwest and having spent countless hours in the wilds of our forests its normal.  My mom and kid brother are believers.   Our conversation revolved around a favorite camp site of ours when I was a kid.

This is prime bigfoot country!  Mom was convinced every time we were there that there was something watching us.  As I have gotten older, and with the age of abundant cell phone cameras  and go pros. my belief in the hairy guy has dwindled.

However, this does not diminish my belief that the forests are alive and can talk you.  Some of the most accessible trails can take you back in time of the history, here you see one of the thousands of old growth stumps (with the notches the lumberjacks used to cut down the trees)

Standing by history

It is sad that there are very few of these full-sized trees around anymore (there are some though) but there is no way you stop nature from coming back.  These stumps are feeding new trees, and given time they will be just as big!


I have heard people say the roots of these are creepy, but its part of the forest healing itself.  This healing can give you a natural energy boost if you let it.  Trees breathe out pure oxygen.  I’ve always thought this is one of the big reasons that I always felt much better after hike, or just being in the woods.

People outside of the northwest wonder how we up here can think there could possibly be a bunch of hairy bigger than life creatures living where no one can see them.  Those that wonder that just have no idea how big our wilderness is up here.   We have two huge areas of wilderness, the Olympics:

hurr And the Cascades:


These two areas stretch for hundreds of miles.  There are deer, elk, black bears, wolves, cougars  and even visiting grizzlies.  You can travel for days and see no sign of anything more than squirrels and birds, but, those who are patient and very will see more.  In all my time I’ve only seen a bear twice, and never once a (non WSU) cougar in the wild.

With this much room, most of which is very rarely visited, is it impossible some timid, but semi-intelligent giant  creature is able to hide from people?  Nope, but as the range gets smaller, I would think there’d be more instead of less sighting nowadays.

But I am here to tell you, if you give a chance, you will hear the trees breathe, and feel the life of the forest around you.  It will heal you when you are hurtin, make you smile when you are sad, inspire you when you are out of gas, and make you feel alive no matter what you are feeling otherwise.  It will only do this, though, if you let it.  Smell, listen, see, feel and even taste the air and your surrondings.  Let all 5 senses come alive and you will be a different person.

And for the luva gawd, leave the earbuds at home and the music turned off!

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Reflection Lake
Reflection Lake
Flowers with the Mountain over looking it at Indian Henry's Hunting Ground
Flowers with the Mountain over looking it at Indian Henry’s Hunting Ground


And I may be biased, but there is not better place to experience nature than the northwest! If you get a chance try it!

13 thoughts on “Listen, You can hear the trees breath

  1. Ah, hearing the trees breathe! Ain’t that a wonderful phrase? It conjures up spine tingling feelings of oneness with nature. Your description of this phrase in the “Bendigo Shafter” book reminds me of the book “Ecotopia,” by Ernest Callenbach, in which society members are required to learn about and thus appreciate the forests before they harvest the trees for wood.

    1. Agreed. Can’t tell you how many times I’d leave a trail, and sit on a rock or a log, espeicially when it was foggy (who cares about a wet butt) to just listen. It was why I’d try to take off before dawn to avoid others who didn;t appreciate the silence.

      I am about finished with my currednt book and I have just ordered Ecotopia! I am liking my Sarah recomendations! (OH and I am stealing quotes from your quote page to put on my personal Facebook page)

      1. “Ecotopia” is a fun read. It’s not the best written book, by any means, but it paints the picture of a truly wonderful society. Given that the book was writen back in the early 70s, it’s interesting to see how many of the ideas presented in the book have come to fruition. At the same time, it’s disappointing to know that our society hasn’t been able to implement other ideas. Enjoy the read — I’ll be curious to hear how you like it!

        Oh, and steal the quotes! Steal away!

      2. You will be the first to know :). And somehow I thought that would be the response to the quotes! That part of your about page made me smile, never met anyone who collects quotes before. Sounds fun!

  2. Last week I read a fellow PNW blogger who called those great trees that grow from the big old stumps “octopus trees” because of the root structure. The name stuck with me. 🙂 And we’re Bigfoot believers too…

    1. I like octopus trees! Great name. And my kid brother and his boys go on there annual Bigfoot hunt every year. No girls allowed (except for the Bigfoot hunting grandma who loves to make pancakes)

      My dad believed did the day he died. Must be geneitc. 🙂 thanks for the Great comment

  3. Wonderfully captured… If i didn’t have the woods all around me in Appalachia, there is no way I would have made it through. Nature really does reinvigorate and restore.

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