Deep Woods Bath: ImproVerse Haiku
I emersed me in/
woods, hoping to stop dying./
I must bathe more oft.
I emersed me in/
woods, hoping to stop dying./
I must bathe more oft.
My property in Northwest Georgia is covered with nature I don’t recognize. New flowers. New trees. New bugs. New birds. Things I’ve never heard, seen, smelled or felt before. It’s almost as if I can’t keep up. Is it possible that there is just too much to learn? Not to mention, it’s Spring, which means…
There’s no silence/ in Nature, nor would I/ want there to be. (Written as part of our Creative Expressions Retreat on our property across from the Chickamauga NMP –> http://passionretreats.com/creativeexpression6-26/ )
What should I do today? Do you ever ask yourself: Does it matter what I do? What should I do? When I made the decision to live a “Nature’s Guy” type of life, I don’t think I knew what I was getting myself into! There is SO MUCH to do! So much to experience! So…
I sit deep in my deciduous and cedar woods, shaded, sweltering in the hot afternoon Georgia heat. The still air, like an open oven, stifles me. I must escape. But just as I start to rise, a cool breeze starts from the creek bottom below, racing across the newly-mown fields. Wind rushes like a cresting…
Something I’ve been doing for awhile is now named Forest Bathing. Because I believe Forest Bathing — emersing ones self in Nature, feeling the natural harmonic — is a way to relax, to connect with the Earth, to connect with God or a higher power, I’ve been going to the lake, the river, the mountains,…
There are times when I don’t know which blog I should post on. Last night’s drive through a torrential lightening and rain storm ended up at our house. Never has it seemed so much like a lighthouse and port of refuge from the storm. I wrote a long description of our experience, and turned it…