“I almost write that nature keeps on naturing without me but this isn’t true. I’m a part of it too. But when I drop my urgency to produce, I can actually feel it.” I felt these words in my bones. My blood. I related to almost counting me out of nature… but how can we if we are, too, nature? Thank you for the reminder to slow down and use my senses to absorb what this wonderful natural world has to offer.
That line almost didn't get written because I thought it was silly to type out what I was thinking in that moment. RIGHT?!? We're a part of it! But it mostly feels like we're watching a play we weren't invited to, sulking around by the exit.
“I almost write that nature keeps on naturing without me but this isn’t true. I’m a part of it too. But when I drop my urgency to produce, I can actually feel it.” I felt these words in my bones. My blood. I related to almost counting me out of nature… but how can we if we are, too, nature? Thank you for the reminder to slow down and use my senses to absorb what this wonderful natural world has to offer.
That line almost didn't get written because I thought it was silly to type out what I was thinking in that moment. RIGHT?!? We're a part of it! But it mostly feels like we're watching a play we weren't invited to, sulking around by the exit.