Nature helps me feel small. That’s a good thing. That’s what nature does for me.
When I’m at home, scrambling around trying to figure out what to make for supper, wondering if I have time to stop for gas in the morning, and worrying about getting, “it,” all done… I am clearly thinking that I have control.
When I go out into Nature, all those thoughts melt away. I look at the trees and wonder how old they are. I look at the ground and wonder who has gone here before me. I get on a ridge and try to take in the vastness. I realize it doesn’t matter what I made for supper last night. The trees grew without me, the snow fell without my permission, the sun came up today to greet all creatures big and small. In those moments I know I have little to no control. I have to be honest, that thought used to freak me out. Now I find that thought very liberating and calming.
Nature helps me be mindful and get out of my head
When I am walking through the woods, and there is no other being in sight, I look at the mushrooms growing on the forest floor and on the trees. I wonder why some grow on the ground and some on trees. That brings me to…
The all-time Best Mushroom Story…
We were hiking the Superior Hiking Trail and it was a very wet and drizzly day, but beautiful because many of the crimson leaves on the ground were wet and shiny, sort of Nature’s red carpet.
I was walking along and suddenly saw a wisp of, what appeared to be, smoke near my left boot. I thought that it must be a cigarette someone had flicked and it was still smoldering. That didn’t really make sense because we had not seen or heard a soul and the ground was wet and muddy, but I was going to put it out and pack out the butt.
I crouched down to find it, but was not having any success. Suddenly another poof of smoke wafted from the forest floor. What? Another one? Where are they?
By this time HB (Honey Bunny) asked me what I was doing / looking for. I told him, and he crouched down too. Right about then a raindrop fell through the trees and landed on a fallen log covered with mushrooms. The raindrop hit one of the mushrooms and a poof of spores was released. It was crazy amazing. It was one of the coolest things I had ever seen. We both commented that if we hadn’t been in that spot at that moment and if the raindrop had been diverted by leaves, we would have never seen it. If I had been thinking about paying the electric bill when I got home, I would not have seen it. If I had not allowed myself to be opened up by Nature’s beauty, I would have been unimpressed.
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