mother. nature.
Posted in australia, mini trips, nature June 8th, 2015 by pia

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A few weekends ago we flew up to Northern NSW  to spend some time out in a beautiful cottage nestled within a macadamia farm, offered to us by a wonderful friend. One morning I walked down to the creek at the bottom of the hill,  alone, and with gum boots on I stood in the middle of the gentle flow of icy water…

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I breathed. I watched. I tried to let go of my thoughts to connect more deeply with the surroundings. In my effort I heard the loudness within. My body and mind throbbing with busyness that I recognise comes from the city we live in and the people that inhabit it, and the intensity of events of the past few months. Years. Instead of feeling at peace to be in natural surroundings, I became more aware of the battle within. And I know for me that open awareness is the first step to healing.

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I’ve been craving nature – to be surrounded by wild nature – and although this craving has always existed within me as a low hum, it is louder and feels more intense and insistent of late. When I explore this craving, my mind is cast back to my childhood, and how being in nature, playing with nature, always felt like my true sanctuary and was often the place I’d run to when I felt the urgent need to escape.

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Today I understand with more clarity why I love being surrounded by nature. It’s where I connect. To myself, and to the world and universe. It’s where I feel freedom. Of spirit. Thought. And emotion…

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As I gain clarity, I continue to observe. And remain open. The winter darkness allows me to rest more. And to be.

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And I write. And write. And write. I know I am in the midst of making another book. I can feel the energy of it. In time, it will take form. For now, I write.

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4 Comments

  1. Debbie says

    A gorgeous post, Pia. Thank you for sharing your heart. And the photo of you which accompanies your emails is beautiful. I know having your picture taken has been quite a journey. You needn’t had feared 🙂 I’m very much looking forward to your next book….whenever that might be.

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  3. Cara says

    I feel very similarly. We have recently moved from London to a forest in the south of France, to heal and recover from the last ten years, and we are gradually realising that the city is not for us, that we need to be in nature and that this is the life we want for our children. I’m a million miles away from being able to enjoy being in it without the inner battle playing on a loop in my head, but I’m getting there.

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