I first stumbled upon the Arnold Arboretum in 1998 when I moved into my very first apartment in Jamaica Plain in a brick building on South Street just around the corner from the Forest Hills Gate. I found my way into this magical place while exploring the area on my skateboard and I wandered up Bussey Hill and then rode my skateboard down. This became my regular afterwork routine, interspersed with resting on my back on the side of Bussey Hill amongst the various trees while watching the cloud float by and inhaling the aromas of whatever happened to be blooming. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was taking care of myself with these regular visits and the Arnold Arboretum quickly became my escape, my safe place and a true comfort. As soon as I entered the gate, I felt myself soften, breathing deeper and more easily and I noticed that I simply felt better no matter what else was going on in my busy urban life. Fast forward to 2017 when I got trained and certified as a forest therapy guide, the Arnold Arboretum was very receptive when I proposed guiding forest bathing programs here and I have since guided dozens of programs. Over the past 22 years, the Arnold Arboretum has been the most constant and sturdy relationship I’ve had and it continues to blossom.