“Sometimes life really is a bumpy road, and some of those bumps hurt. We need to find a place of rest, so when the bumps come, we have what we need to pass through them. That place of rest is within you–that place of peace, joy, comfort, wisdom and strength. It’s a safe haven sometimes overlooked as we rush through life to worn out and stressed to deal with all the stuff that hits us in the face.”
That place is always there, but it’s not something to be just tapped into occasionally when we’re desperate for rest. It’s where we need to go on a continuing basis, where we need to live as we meet each day’s demands. We can form a daily connection through prayer, meditation, music, whatever way pulls you inside to your quiet place.
In every walk with nature, man receives far more than he seeks.” ~John Muir
We hear about the benefits of nature where we can also connect with our inner self, but how often do we seek out places where we can actually experience those benefits? Most wooded areas have quiet paths with trees that whisper messages of peace, flowers that dance in the sunshine. maybe weeds with beautiful blue flowers, a few muddy places for children to make mud pies, snow in winter, and puddles after a spring rain. Something all year to soothe our jangled nerves and tell us that life goes on with wisdom and peace, in spite of daily challenges. As often as possible, allow nature to become a part of your life and feel the benefits of being one with nature. You might even sit under a tree and hear it whisper what you need to know.
“There is always Music amongst the trees in the Garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it.” ~Minnie Aumonier
One year while visiting in Seattle, I sat on a shady porch taking in the pristine beauty of giant northwestern trees. I’ve always loved trees, and this majestic sight left me feeling breathless. Then a nearby tree called my name, and I thought of what I’d heard about the benefits of sitting under a tree. Something shifted inside, and I was drawn to try this new way to reach my quiet place. As I relaxed against the tree, the earth poured her loving energy up through the tree and into my body, wrapping me in exquisite peace and strength. And my heart was very quiet.
As I sat in this blissful space, I remembered singing in my school choir many years ago. We sang Joyce Kilmer’s poem about trees. I still knew every word by heart. And now I truly understood his poem…and so much more.