Wow! It's been waiting for me. I have wandered in the woods for so long, talking to trees and longing to hear a word in reply. And now I leave the comfort of the woods, clutching, "The Hidden Life of Trees", go to - https://www.brainpickings.org/2016/09/26/the-hidden-life-of-trees-peter-wohlleben/
I am afraid to leave the trees behind, I am blinded by the Sun in the open and long for the enfolding arms of the trees. But here there is room to dance. I am starting to breath from the tips of my toes to the top of my head, my whole body is waiting to dance, and my imagination is my dancing master.
At first I go with what I know: 50's Rock and Roll, then I branch into Swing, and then discover Flash Mobs across the world. Why was I so afraid when the whole world is dancing with me?
Who would have guessed the whole world is my dancing partner? It's more than I deserve.
So I relax in gratitude, more than just letting the tension go, and trusting springing delight, letting springing delight guide my every movement, while the trees listen to my dancing feet.