Escaping to the woods to rebalance and grieve what I had lost, I encountered a strange realm. I went for a hike in the broad daylight. Yet, in the back of my head, I felt afraid. Of what? There was nothing around. Literally no one and no thing. Not even the birds sang. And, perhaps that was it. Even the birds were too afraid to sing. Something, or some things, were lurking. I wasn't alone. I felt I was being watched.
I camped in my car, but closed the back hatch for fear of what was around me. I wasn't afraid of any human or even an animal. But I tell you, something- no, some things - were around me. I felt it. I was a guest in this forest. I was being judged. The breeze among the trees distinctly wondered why I was there and what I was doing. I wasn't quite afraid, but I surely felt this debate around me.
While I slept, I felt my car being surrounded by things. I ignored it- literally. I knew they were there, but I trusted heavenly forces to protect me before I left. Nonetheless, 6AM arrives, and I needed it to- I was ready to leave. I did not feel welcomed.
I was laying on my side checking my phone for all of the zero messages that had arrived when I heard distinctive footsteps coming from the window behind my back.
I had never moved so quickly to get dressed and start my car. My windows were fogged from my own breath and I was terrified to turn my car headlights on for fear of what I might see.
I realized then, I was intruding on the Black Forest.
So, I left. Immediately- My windows still fogged and I, without pants or shoes on.