Tell me, was it Thoreau who wrote:
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front the essential facts of life”?
I think it was, and today I went to the woods to immerse myself in nature, to wander without destination through the trees and to receive counsel from the silence, broken only by birdsong. It was good, so good and I needed it.
You see the previous week had ambushed me and unexpectedly filled the hours with stress and overthinking, which I can excel at! Over concern and an unplanned, overlong, journey made at short notice. Life always has the potential to throw you a curve ball. Best laid plans and all that. Now having seen the week through and achieved closure on things, having overcome the ambush, there is a need to ground myself and find balance. Restore peace. Nature has a way of doing that.
I have let this wash over me and given myself to it. It’s said God wrote two books. One was the Scriptures, and the other? The other is nature and that is where I find myself going to commune with the Universe, God or probably the most appropriate term to apply when finding God in nature, the Native American people’s term, the Great Spirit. Maybe more than many they understand God’s testimony written in nature.
We seek satisfaction in so many places and at so much expense mindless to the fact that it is all given so freely and with such eloquence. The Lakota people have a proverb:
When a man moves away from nature his heart becomes hard.
Now I’m off to check out Thoreau.
Have a good week.