Fairies and Enchanted Forests

So I’m listening to relaxing enchanted forests music and I realized that so much of my personality is driven by my childhood and the things I read, the things I saw. I still imagine my peaceful place as a forest where I am just walking through, and the creepers suddenly open, revealing a beautiful land of enchantment that is green and sparkling. There are very cute animals—some deer, some sparrows, and more birds—and they all stare at me, and then they go on doing their own thing while I keep walking through it as some soft music plays far away.

Maybe I see a castle, and I want to go there, and maybe I’ll meet my Prince Charming in one of the castles as well, I don’t know. I don’t think it’s really about the Prince Charming, but more about how you imagine the world when you were a child. Everything was magical. Everything was a fairyland, with magic potions and things that couldn’t be explained. There were talking teacups, and there was so much hope, and there was so much romance in the air about this happy place—being happy and peaceful. That was romance, you know, to a child.

So even when I want to relax, I open forest music, but not rain sounds or water sounds. I like listening to enchanted forest music and imagining a very peaceful place where anything is possible. my personality is driven by my childhood and the things I read, the things I saw. I still imagine my peaceful place as a forest where I am just walking through, and the creepers suddenly open, revealing a beautiful land of enchantment that is green and sparkling. There are very cute animals—some deer, some sparrows, and more birds—and they all stare at me, and then they go on doing their own thing while I keep walking through it as some soft music plays far away.

Maybe I see a castle, and I want to go there, and maybe I’ll meet my Prince Charming in one of the castles as well, I don’t know. I don’t think it’s really about the Prince Charming, but more about how you imagine the world when you were a child. Everything was magical. Everything was a fairyland, with magic potions and things that couldn’t be explained. There were talking teacups, and there was so much hope, and there was so much in the air about this happy place—being happy and peaceful. That was romance, you know, to a child.

So even when I want to relax, I open forest music, but not rain sounds or water sounds. I like listening to enchanted forest music and imagining a very peaceful place where anything is possible.