For mindlovesmisery’s Sunday writing prompt: gift.

My sister and I were blessed by the gift of connection to outdoors. To forest, lake, field, desert, prairie. I sleep better in a tent on the warm earth than any house, ever. When the world is too much with me, or the news is too awful, or a patient dies of ovarian cancer and is younger than me….

…..I walk on the beach, in the forest, in my neighborhood. I sing back to the birds. I speak chickadee well enough that they perch on a branch close by and sing back. Or argue, perhaps. Swinging on a branch.

Outdoors is my church, my solace, my love, my connection with the earth, with nature, with the Beloved. Air, water, fire, earth, wood…. home is outdoors.




8 thoughts on “outdoors

  1. Violet Lentz says:

    I hear the gratitude in your voice that comes from knowing you have found a place in this world to which you truly belong.

  2. Michael says:

    Beautiful piece, that connection with outdoors/nature is so important to us all.

  3. Jules says:

    Your post is very reminiscent of forest bathing;
    This is the healing way of Shinrin-yoku Forest Therapy, the medicine of simply being in the forest. Shinrin-yoku is a term that means “taking in the forest atmosphere” or “forest bathing.” It was developed in Japan during the 1980s and has become a cornerstone of preventive health care and healing in Japanese medicine.

    I too talk with birds, but while having no rhythm, I still enjoy music and am one of those folks who perhaps was born a poet…
    Thanks for stopping by my ‘gift’ post.

  4. So beautiful, I find such a sense of peace/calm in nature though admittedly I have never been camping

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