Key 9: Nature

Week 27: Enchanted Key #9: Nature

Dear Bare-footed Tree-hugging Journeyers,
We are embarking on the exploration of a new Enchanted Key, #9-Nature.
Prepare to be enchanted!

It’s time to realign yourselves with the beauty and serenity of the natural world.
This is one of the easiest, least expensive and most available forms of stress reduction that I know of and it’s also the most ignored. Our lives have become so busy and fueled by technology that sometimes a photograph of a tree is as close as we get in a day.

No more. The Dragons are behind this plan to take us out of nature. And we can’t only plan to experience nature once a year, if lucky enough to even do that, when we are on vacation.

Let’s get back on the path to enchantment by exploring some throwback memories. Quiet yourself (and the Dragons) and take a few deep, cleansing breaths and release. Pull your shoulders down, out of your ears, and roll them gently forward and back and around in a circle. Uncreak your neck with some neck rolls. Take another deep, deep breath and release. Recall a favorite outdoor childhood space that was magical for you. Re-experience it, savoring the sights, sounds, smells, tastes and textures. Take note of how free your spirit was, unleashed.

I have my own enchanted childhood spaces, but created new ones with our children. When they were small, on nights that I prepared pizza dough for dinner that took about an hour to rise, we’d go out for bike rides, walks or to do tree rubbings. A favorite place to visit was a nearby duck pond. There were swings in a sandy area. We chose our swings, positioned ourselves to face the water, and pumped our legs to soar out over the pond. It wasn’t actually that close to the water but it felt as if we could touch both the water and the sky.

It was early evening and we’d watch the sun beginning its descent, glistening on the ripples in the water where the ducks glided effortlessly. It was very peaceful. Sometimes we brought bread with us and the ducks’ competitive honking made us laugh and/or scared us. The smells I remember from those trips are of sunscreen and sweetly, sweaty children, the damp, mossy scent from the pond, freshly mowed grass and the garlic and rosemary that lingered on my fingertips from kneading the dough.

We’d return home to my husband and the puffy dough peeking out of the bowl and, after a group hand washing, the kids would tear lettuce leaves for the salad, while I made the pizza. I can see, hear, smell, taste and relive the feelings just by closing my eyes.

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