My days are not the same anymore!
Morning, afternoon and evening, day in day out, I am rediscovering that language that I was so, so hungry for- the language of nature, of connection, of belonging. Once you have the clarity and get familiar with what you don’t want any more- staying equals with undermining your health, and as such, lead the way to anxiety, depression, burnout and so forth. One more trauma to the list, right? It adds up, folks.
Talking about trauma, I first acknowledged the utmost need of nature when I was on the ship, on the coast of Miami, during covid – three months filled with lessons. Have you ever experienced that sense of hunger, for connection, for freshness, for expansion? That something which literally feeds your body cells, you feel as if you are bigger, lighter and for which all of your body is saying a huge, joyous THANK YOU?
I think that the most recent lesson that the forest taught me is that what you give your time to becomes who you are. Five minutes away from where I live I step into a totally different universe, where even time seems to flow at a lower pace. Where is the closest place where you can go and charge yourself? which is that corner where you feel you connect and step into a whole different universe?
Spending more time in the present, to ground and listen to your body is a start. Commit to gradually give up all those external intoxicants and find your own inner intoxication brought to you by life that is all around you. Commit to find that stillness. To observe, to explore from within to without. So bring me nature, bring me trills of the birds, trees, even those little stems, that most miraculous blade of grass. Let me just fly to a time long forgotten. A time that is patient, and a time that knows that all is perfect in its ways. A time that although still, is rummaging, is in a constant evolution, constant development. But hey, in the end, its just a perpetual reality that happens over and over again. A new now.