I wanted to see the redwood tees so I travelled 12 miles north of San Francisco to a place called Muir Woods. It is a redwood park located in a small town called Mill Valley, California.
The walk along its boarded path opened up my senses to the Pacific Wrens whistling, Blue Jays singing, owls hooting, the slugs, the Wood Mice, the crayfish, the Snowy Egrets and the River Otter splashing in the cool stream.
The enormous redwood trees cloistered together allowing splinters of sunlight to peek through its branches. I was mesmerized by the trees’ massive bark, its large falling cones, and its varied leaves up and down the body.
I walked along the wooden path slowly to absorb it all. It is a peaceful walk with a cornucopia of sights and sounds of nature–colors from browns to greens, grays to sky blue. I walked in peace and silence, aware of each step. I shot pictures and occasionally stopped to meditate on the soothing experience.
I looked at the floor of the woods, with its many mushrooms from oyster to turkey tail. I saw the insects, the spiders, the squirrels, the chipmunks who make the woods their home. I felt the woods enclosed around me and I forgot about my worries and concerns. I became a part of nature.
I can’t imagine anyplace more beautiful than Muir Woods. Its redwood trees are truly spectacular. The trees grow upwards to 380 feet, taller than the Stature of Liberty.
The redwoods at Muir Woods are between 600 and 800 years old, and they can live up to 2,200 years.
The trees were here way before I was born and they will be here after I die. They are close to being permanent while I am temporary. There’s a certain respect that I give to life forms that live so long. They have endured fires and nature eating away at its roots and bark. But they still remain. Their roots hold onto the ground floor and never let go. They are here to stay for the long haul.
If only my roots could be as connected to this earth like the redwoods. I will never feel as secure in this world as the trees. But I can take away one thing from my visit to the Muir Woods; that there are things on this planet a lot greater and more magnificent than I am. It’s a humbling experience, that’s for sure.