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8ef">My son tried to climb first, but the rock was too big and his little fear-stricken eyes were telling us he wasn’t ready. The rock was actually too big for a seven-year-old.</p><p id="7225">It was my turn.</p><p id="1967">There I was: me, my fear, and this patient majestic rock, and a few other climbers quietly doing their thing — knowing we all have our first times.</p><p id="c34e">It was my turn and I didn’t want to back down. I’ve been teaching my son the growth mindset talk for over two years with dialogue like ‘<i>just try, I can’t ‘yet’, </i>and <i>don’t give up just yet</i>. I had to walk the talk.</p><p id="968b">I took a few deep breaths of pure fresh air, looked over the horizon at the distant farm fields, the trees and cliffs surrounding me, and said to myself:</p><p id="73af"><i>you’ve got this.</i></p><p id="f864">The feeling of climbing outside is different. The rock is a rock, not a hunk of plastic with pre-determined grips. You don’t know where to grab it. That day, the rocks were wet. The moss was slippery. It’s early spring.</p><p id="5e20">But I took a deep breath and thought of nature. I looked at the tree that had magically attached itself to the cliff. How does it do that?</p><p id="8f14">Nature i

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s so capable.</p><p id="0393">And so I am. Because we are not separate.</p><p id="1347">Since we have built up roads, buildings, and houses, nature has become something we go out into and experience. But we are nature. We come from the same place. There are tree beings, rock beings, plant beings, and animal beings. We are human-animal beings. We forget this.</p><p id="9fc2">When I climbed up that cliff I forgot my separateness. I knew the harness and my friend below were keeping me safe, but I also knew the rock was there for me.</p><p id="8ac1">Nature is medicine for our mind and our soul. It quiets the ego, the fear, and the judgment. It soothes like no other thing.</p><p id="b02a">Thank you <a href="undefined">Yana Bostongirl</a> and <a href="undefined">B.R. Shenoy</a> for this prompt, it brought me so much gratitude for being able to go out into nature to have this experience. It was the best birthday ever.</p><p id="0a5a">Even if we can’t get away from the city or climb a rock, finding a quiet spot where there are trees, a garden, or whatever inspires contemplation, brings us back to ourselves. It can help us find the answers inside that we’re seeking, and the strength that already lies within us.</p></article></body>

Nature Quiets My Mind And Shows Me What I’m Capable Of

Becoming a rock star

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This post is a delayed response to a prompt from two amazing writers Yana Bostongirl and B.R. Shenoy

How does nature inspire you?

Nature always quiets my mind. Walking in a forest, or plunging into a lake is communion with Source.

It wasn’t until I climbed a rock last week for my 47th birthday that I realized nature is always my teacher.

The rock was there — waiting patiently for me while I worked out my fear. Tears streaming down a fellow climber friend I recently met said:

“Are you crying? Don’t climb if you’re that scared”.

Then my husband said

“No, she has to do this”.

He knows I cry when I get scared. When I’m happy. When I’m angry. When I’m nervous. I’m a crier.

My son tried to climb first, but the rock was too big and his little fear-stricken eyes were telling us he wasn’t ready. The rock was actually too big for a seven-year-old.

It was my turn.

There I was: me, my fear, and this patient majestic rock, and a few other climbers quietly doing their thing — knowing we all have our first times.

It was my turn and I didn’t want to back down. I’ve been teaching my son the growth mindset talk for over two years with dialogue like ‘just try, I can’t ‘yet’, and don’t give up just yet. I had to walk the talk.

I took a few deep breaths of pure fresh air, looked over the horizon at the distant farm fields, the trees and cliffs surrounding me, and said to myself:

you’ve got this.

The feeling of climbing outside is different. The rock is a rock, not a hunk of plastic with pre-determined grips. You don’t know where to grab it. That day, the rocks were wet. The moss was slippery. It’s early spring.

But I took a deep breath and thought of nature. I looked at the tree that had magically attached itself to the cliff. How does it do that?

Nature is so capable.

And so I am. Because we are not separate.

Since we have built up roads, buildings, and houses, nature has become something we go out into and experience. But we are nature. We come from the same place. There are tree beings, rock beings, plant beings, and animal beings. We are human-animal beings. We forget this.

When I climbed up that cliff I forgot my separateness. I knew the harness and my friend below were keeping me safe, but I also knew the rock was there for me.

Nature is medicine for our mind and our soul. It quiets the ego, the fear, and the judgment. It soothes like no other thing.

Thank you Yana Bostongirl and B.R. Shenoy for this prompt, it brought me so much gratitude for being able to go out into nature to have this experience. It was the best birthday ever.

Even if we can’t get away from the city or climb a rock, finding a quiet spot where there are trees, a garden, or whatever inspires contemplation, brings us back to ourselves. It can help us find the answers inside that we’re seeking, and the strength that already lies within us.

Nature
Meditation
Rock Climbing
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