Come Walk with Me
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This time nobody left anything for me. No one carved it, stacked it or put it there. The forest made its own little surprise, and my only job was to notice. By the third little discovery, I began to see a pattern. First there were hearts in the moss. Then a cairn left by another hiker. And then I spotted this strange, beautiful burst of orange growing from the side of an old tree. This one hadn't been left by another person. Nobody arranged it for me to find. The forest had m

Someone stopped here before me, gathered a few rocks and carefully balanced them. I don't know who made this little cairn or why. But for a moment, two strangers who will probably never meet shared the same spot on the mountain. It doesn't take much to make me stop on a trail. Sometimes it's something grand, a sweeping view or an enormous redwood. Sometimes it's a few rocks carefully balanced on top of one another. Someone had stopped here before me and made this little cairn

Someone scratched two little hearts into the moss on a rock beside the trail. I don't know who left them or why. I only know that one day I walked by, noticed them, and received a tiny gift intended for no one in particular. I have walked past thousands of rocks on thousands of hikes. Most of them remain simply rocks. But one day I came upon this moss-covered boulder and noticed two symbols - heart and peace - scratched into the green. I don't know who made them, when they m