I finally figured out why I love being in the jungle so much. It is because when I'm surrounded by thick, protective trees, I feel as if time comes to an absolute standstill. 

For those few precious moments that I hold closely within my heart, I am living only in the present, no regrets about the past, no worries about the future; I am living only for myself, no worries about relationships, no worries about family bonds and ties.

Momentarily, I feel whole and contented. I blend well with my surroundings, gradually losing myself in the harmonious backdrop, drinking in the sound of the silent gushing streams, calming down the rush of adrenaline, flaring tempers within the cool, rhythmic air of the forest. 

I, am now breathing in perfect harmony with Mother Nature.

Ahhh... yes. Being in the woods has that magical effect on me. It takes away all the pain, all the worries and all the sadness, and renews our hearts with joyful beats and magical strength. In a mysterious way, going to the forest is just therapeutic.