In the light of knowing my goodness and always wanting to reconnect with that experience, I go into nature to be healed and reminded of my connection with what is most beautiful in this world to me. . . Nature herself.


In my experience, nature heals because the resonance of the natural world is one of joy. Exuberant, robust wholeness and joy. Yes, more subtle than the joy I feel at peak experiences, but definately in that range of resonance.


My take on the resonance of plants, in general. is that they have an experience of being in alignment with their destiny and connected to all that is. No scheduling conflicts, no bills to pay, no worries about growing old. They don't care much if their leaves have spots, a petal deformed or a branch broken. They are not attached to life in the way that we are. They come and they go. When removing plants, (and when I remember) I connect with them for a moment to acknowledge our shared divinity and thank them for their contribution. Flowers, by the way, love to be brought into the house and admired.


Nature is at its best, whether in a garden or a forest, when I can get out of my head and all the thoughts racing around in there, nagging me. I become present and aware of the resonance of nature. I let it wrap me in a mist of quiet joy and peace. My spirit is lifted and I am more of who I truly am . . . a loving, generous, joyful being. This is the magic of nature.

October 2002