When under redwoods, close your eyes. Listen to the wind in the needles. Think of the multi-million year old fossils of redwood sprigs.

Take a deep sniff of the smell, and let it awaken your hindbrain, your reptillian brain. Remember when that brain was all you had, and these trees were the only trees you knew. Listen for the moving of tiny creatures and large, large things. Ask the redwoods, and they will remind you.