Nature is my drug of choice
I was reading one of my favorite blogs yesterday morning. The author had written a post about nature being the very best cure for depression. I commented that I knew that was true for me, and always had been, even when I didn’t know it. When I was a little kid, I liked to go climb the mountain, or play in the wild places. It was all safe and OK to do that then. As a teenager in California, the beach and ocean calmed me. Teenagedom is full of angst anyway, but sitting in the sand and watching the waves was magical, and soothing. Over the years as an adult I have lived all over the west, camped in great and secluded places, and raised my boys to love nature too.
Being in quite, and beautiful places is all I need to recharge and be happy. When I would camp with my boys, I always had to find that out of the way hike, or camp spot. Then I could sit quietly, meditate, and feel better about the world.
Now, I am super lucky that I can spend most of my time living in nature. Finding small flowers while on a morning walk, enjoying all the little bits and pieces that nature has to offer, I love it. I especially enjoy a nice variety of nature, from the deserts to the mountains. It’s all so different, but very much the same.
When we have to go to the city for art shows to try and fund this wandering lifestyle, I miss it all. The birds singing, the coyotes howling, the stars so bright at night it’s unreal.
And the silence.
This is the creosote bush, blooming it’s tiny yellow flowers.
These are an evening blooming primrose. They are so delicate, and so very fragrant. The sweet smell they have is amazing. And heart shaped petals…..what’s better than that?!
Nature is a drug for me. It keeps me balanced, grounded, and happy. I imagine I will be the old lady people pass on the hiking trail at 80 years old, and I will just be happy to be there.
I would say my dogs feel the same way.
What about you?