Oh fascinating, I hadn't thought of it that way. My immediate assumption had been that the forest was either the past or future of my area, because I'd mentally focus on finding a magical poem for here, and would end up with the forest instead.

Of course then I was getting spooked because if this is the future, an *old* growth forest...where are the Europeans? None of these astral experiences (or what have you) have felt sinister though.

I'd also been wondering whether this was a signal that I was etherically starving because of a long winter in a huge city on lockdown. Either way, I'm so, so glad it's nearly spring!