I had some bad feelings to process and was becoming more and more 'curled up' inside. My gorgeous and very spiritually in touch lodger and friend Kate suggested I might find some answers in nature. So I wrapped myself up in a blanket and I went and sat. I listened to the birdsong; beautiful blackbirds, the beginnnings of the spring face-off jazz impro sessions. Across the sky the friendliest red robins like nightingales and in the rosehip tree just behind me the nosey and noisy bluetits fill the air with their gossiping. I closed my eyes for a short time and when I opened them there were eight wood pigeons perched opposite me in the tall Oak. How did this happen? Last year I noticed there were just the two, loyal lovers returning every year, well they've beeen busy!
Look!! These luscious leaves are from my garden. I'm going to make a nettle soup, some dandelion coffee and then juice the rest. What a profitable stroll I've just had!
Thank you Kate, that really helped. It's stretched me out a bit. I was all crumpled. Now I begin to remember how much I love the outdoors and I have land; how lucky am I and there's stuff growing on it that I can eat, and the world is much bigger than the inside of my head, and my body has good things to tell me if I listen to it. How the mind can keep us in...
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