Sometimes, they say, you can't see the forest through all the trees. Sometimes it's hard to hear the breeze above the sound of your breath. Sometimes it seems every tree makes a noise whether it falls or not, even if you're nowhere near it.

But the child walks free of such learned confusion. He leads the way through a forest where logic flows not in concrete steps but in fluid circles, where solutions exist for problems that do not yet exist, and where a tree may fall without making the slightest sound, even if someone is there to hear it. It is never too late to follow.

Let your eyes gather the wonders of nature and things bigger than we are. Revisit imaginary places and learn they really do exist. Celebrate lasting things that money could never buy, and the humility of people who serve without reward. Become a wide-eyed, innocent adventurer, and welcome the awe from all you see and experience.

When you have been filled with youthful enthusiasm for the new path, when you gaze at the cosmos and feel incredibly insignificant yet deeply loved, and when the new day brings you anticipation for the light and shadows ahead, the beaten path is a distant memory. Welcome to the Silent Forest.