Healing Magic of the Great Out Doors
How taking a hike can change your life

I experienced something transformative the other day. Although I call myself a writer, I’m unsure of how well I can articulate what happened to me as I hiked up Wild Iris Ridge. Maybe I ought to say what I happened to choose because I made an intention and followed through with some much-needed healing.
As I ascended, I saw details in Nature I hadn’t noticed before. I felt acutely present for everything, breathing in each moment. Surrounded by tall trees, birds chirping, and blue skies, I felt truly peaceful. Once I reached the loop, I knew I’d probably be alone for a while. I started mid-morning when I can expect some solitude.
I suddenly started talking to myself out loud. It was no ordinary chatter. I began a healing ritual that involved releasing attachments to people and situations that no longer serve me. What first came out, though, was heart-wrenching pain over being raped and sexually assaulted by men I knew in the past. I talked to one who used to be a friend, telling him that he hurt me, it wasn’t OK even if he was loaded and we were both in a blackout, and I’ll never be the same again. That was an important beginning.
I went on to acknowledge feelings of abandonment from a few other people, all men I’ve dated or who have been friends and lovers, all people I’ve deeply cared for. I honestly don’t recall all of the details in the middle of the process, but everything I did and said was a much-needed catharsis. I cried a lot.
Near the end, as I came down the hill, I acknowledged all the people who aren’t available to be present for me, releasing them in love. I made amends when needed, and released all guilt and judgment of self and others. I cut all the emotional cords that had become unhealthy for me. I included my birth mother.
I embraced all that was left. I included people who are present and available for me, and the love I have to offer myself and others.
I stood tall with arms outstretched, allowing the cold wind to cleanse my soul and set me free.
I vowed to accept all of what’s presenting, a message that was given to me in a reading a few months ago. Little did I know I had an opportunity to grow and expand myself, as I soared down that hill with a new light inside of me.
It’s especially remarkable how it all came to me spontaneously and with little effort. Everything fell into place with perfect synchronization. I had enough time to relieve myself before a friendly runner passed by. By then I’d resumed my walk and my tears had dried. He was present enough to take out his earbuds, then say hello and what a gorgeous day we’re having. How about that?
I did an energy clearing I had just learned, which was truly enjoyable (the crown pull is such a delight). Then I returned to the world to go about my day. I continued to feel elated for a few hours. I never expected to feel so much relief from bondage and excitement about what’s ahead. I’ve cleared a path, and it feels fantastical and wonder-filled.
Ever notice when a dandelion has gone to seed, there are so many wishes in one bloom? They’re really dreams about to come true.

Have you ever gone out in Nature and returned feeling a profound alteration of your being? Did you have what some might call a spiritual experience? I purposely used Great Out Doors in my title because it stands for God.
No matter what you call it, there’s nothing quite like a walk in the woods to connect you with Higher Power, Source Energy, or Mother Earth/Gaia. Being close to the Earth can deepen your relationship and help heal your body, mind, and spirit.
Breathe in the clean, fresh air under clear blue skies. Watch the clouds drift by. Stay present for your experience. Greet your Nature family. Set intentions for yourself. Embrace the healing magic of the trees, the flowers and more. They’re always here for you.

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