It seems to be true: hell and heaven live everywhere on earth, in precise same location, but sometimes we are lucky enough to live in a reality that is not hell even though we are sitting righ on top of it. Paradise forest was like entering Paradise's door gateway reality: nothing could ever go wrong at that time: God even had a campfire in the woods the first night! God was always there all along- this is what Paradise forest was: God's heavens. Sometimes we are called to the forest and all is well. Other times, the gate of Paradise on other nights is not open- those nights, I don't ever go to the forest with my dogs.

On nights where paradise gate is not open, anything could go perhaps like in a casino. The best way to understand safety at all, and in all time, is to tell tales that others will understand. Intuition is the only way for the beginner mind to know when it is safe to venture alone in dark forests. The saint can come and go whenever he pleases or she pleases, because he or she has total devotion to God in his or her heart. For all saints, the nocturnal forest is a true CALLING and everyone knows to follow it.