When I feel that my mind is too full, too noisy, when my thoughts are all over the place. The one thing that brings me back down to Earth is to be around nature. I’m not sure what happens that allows me to become grounded again, but it feels amazing. Sometimes I feel numb. Numb in the sense that I don’t remember all those horrible feelings that I had before. I hardly remember what made me feel the way I did in the first place.
So I sit, and I don’t think of anything but the trees and the sky and the entire universe. And how I am just one tiny person, with tiny problems, living in a HUGE world full of millions of people and animals, who also need all the help and love they can get.
I realise that we are all just trying to survive in the best and easiest way possible. I feel my soul talking. It tells me that nothing really matters as much as our minds trick us into believing it does. Nothing is as important or as scary as we make out it is. My soul tells me that time does not matter, that patience is EVERYTHING. That things can’t always come to us when we want it to and that things don’t always happen the way we planned it to.
And that’s it, that’s all it is. Acceptance. Living without expectation. Trust.