Do you have a special place you go
to recharge your soul? A place where you
can let go of any worry, fear or stress and just let the deep, calming energy
of the world envelop you?
As an Earth Child, I need to spend
as much time in the outdoors as I possibly can. It's more than just
appreciating the beauty, I physically need the connection. I get
depressed when I spend too much time indoors. The energy of Nature serves
to ground and re-energize me.
I was blessed (or wise enough to
choose, however you want to look at it) to have nature loving parents and spent
the first 12 years of my life growing up in a lakeside house surrounded by
forest. My earliest memories all revolve
in some way around nature - learning to swim, fishing with Dad, nature walks
with Mom while she pointed out all the different animals, insects and plants,
losing myself for hours and hours in the forest to be called in by Mom's
well-honed whistle....
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| My truest home. |
When life events came about that
caused us to move away from this cherished home, I sought out nature areas;
ponds in our subdivision, a secluded patch of land owned by a deaconry and
forest preserves became my secondary homes.
At the time I did not fully understand why I was so connected to nature
to the point that I needed to be in
it, I just knew that my soul felt better having visited.
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| Lone Grove Forest Preserve, Kaneville, IL (picture from Flikr - by Ryan Afflerbaugh) |
As I got older and time became less
of my own and more devoted to work, I started seeking out nature areas during
breaks and lunch hours. And wouldn’t you
know it…. Every place I worked had easy and close access to some kind of
natural area. I’m not sure if this was
divine guidance or my higher self working, but either way the end result was
the same. As the stresses of adult life
became more and more, I always had the much needed healing energy of Mother
Earth close by.
In October of 2011 (just days
before my 30th birthday) I changed jobs and found myself working in a sparsely populated area of rich, gorgeous beauty;
an area surrounded by bluffs and forest, with a large river lazily meandering through
it all. Across the river from where I
work is a state preserve that has fallen by the wayside due to lack of
funding. But as long as the park stays
open, that serves me just fine. This
means that the park is rarely visited, and many of the areas are closed off and
have been left to go wild. Enter my
joyous heart!
It was the winter
time when I first started going to the park.
I had finally settled into the new job and found that old familiar need
to get out and feel the Earth’s energy.
My first visits into the preserve were little more than forays. I found a few paths and would follow them a
bit, not knowing where they went or how long it would take to walk them
fully. Each time I visited I would go
further and further. While I discovered new places, I watched as winter
gave way to beautiful spring, and
relished the wildness of a preserve lost to mainstream attention.
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| Virginia Blue Bells |
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| Early Spring Moss |
I can’t say exactly
what made me move even further into the preserve… perhaps I’d gone to the
sheltered place and found someone else there…. But on that fateful day I pulled
up to another closed off area, this one looking like just a parking lot. I was called to it, however, so I parked,
stepped out and walked to the end of the lot.
There was a small path leading through tall prairie that I
followed. I was rewarded at the end of
the path to a large clearing next the river, and in the middle of this clearing,
towering over all, was the largest Oak tree I have yet to see.
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| My Tree |
I knew immediately that
this was a special place. The energy was
powerful, ancient. I could feel the
presence not only of the elements, but of something else… something that was
close to our world, but maybe not exactly of it. I would spend as many lunch hours as possible
here; taking my crystals with me to lie in the grass and allow the stabilizing
energy of Earth to realign them. I would
meditate, read, write… sometimes just lie in the grass and watch the clouds, all
the while enjoying the gift of this beautiful place.
When autumn came,
and life began to go dormant, I stopped visiting as often. I could feel the shift in the energy, and
while it was still a natural area, that power had diminished, and honestly it
made me a bit sad. I would still try to
visit at least once a week, but it just wasn’t the same. It felt like a friend had left, and I kept
going back to where they last were, longing to see a glimpse of them
again.
We have had a hard Spring this
year. It is already mid-April and we have yet to see green in the undergrowth
of the forests. I am hoping that when
Maiden Spring finally wrestles total control back from Old Man Winter, the power
will return to my most Special Place.
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| Waiting...... |
In the mean time, I
at least still have other special places that I visit and re-energize in.
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| Hoover Forest Preserve, Yorkville, IL |
If you have a
special place, I encourage you to comment below or on the Nurture Spirit
Facebook page to share your story or even some pictures. I would love to read about them, and to see
them!
♥
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| Baby Tree .... Life is Returning..... |
