Tag: nature

Ticks, Nature, and Fun

A friend once told me she and her husband regularly walk in the woods near their home. Checking for ticks when home she never finds ticks on herself but always on her husband. This is a long-standing thing.

This could be related to many things, but my friend has always said this was energetic. I agree.

Or is it trust? Trusting a deeper connection with nature?

Being in nature is like swimming in the ocean. We are stepping (swimming) into a realm more suited to other creatures than ourselves. Our instincts and performance are not as strong as the creatures that live there.

My experience with being in nature is similar to my friends and I rarely have any reason to question the presence of a negative outcome. I am more concerned about those who walk with me or our dogs. There was a time when I carried pepper spray for coyotes, now I don’t.

I don’t consider myself reckless but rather take simple measures to ensure safety at a basic level.

We all know fear. Understanding why we are fearful (or not) is important. I don’t see nature as something to fear but rather respect. Preparation is necessary, just like when taking a boat out to sea.

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The Magic of Mushrooms

I know quite a bit about the magical properties of mushrooms.

I know quite a bit about the magical properties of mushrooms. The healing potentials many mushrooms have and the benefit their root systems (mycelium) provide to ecosystems they touch.

What I didn’t know about mushrooms but was shown recently in a “dream state,” is how they fully engage with all of nature and humanity.

In this vision, I was shown a simple mushroom on a lush forest floor. It was sitting amongst beautiful tall pines with just the perfect amount of light to illuminate it fully. The scene was as if a movie set had been created just for me and for this demonstration.

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Evening Goose

Tonight as I left work I heard a lone goose in the night sky above. She was was calling to the darkness and seemed to stay forever close. Two or three more voices joined her after what seemed a long solo moment. They spoke together, their words long and melancholy. As I stood and looked up, I knew what they meant. I knew they longed to be where the corn grows tall and the sun warms the ponds and sleepy Hallows.

Nature is always so honest, so true!