Remember what Byron said of lonely places in Childe Harold?
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Here is what the Dhammapada says:
Delightful are the forests, where the folk find no delight. The men without passions take delight in them. They are not seekers of pleasures.
The folk referred to here are the common people. Men without passions are those who have gone into the forest for contemplative purposes, I guess.
Forests not only clear the air; they also clear the mind.
When was the last time you were in a forest? Or just under large trees looking up? Give your mind a break. Visit a forest or at least a public park.
I wish you peace of mind!