A few shots from a weekend spent deep in the woods. I am constantly amazed by the clarity that comes from spending time in nature. As I put it on Instagram,
"Sitting in silence is an art these days." This is something a dear friend said recently and it has stuck with me. These words ring true. I go to the woods, the lakes, the ocean, and the mountains because when I simply cease my striving and open my senses...I hear nothing. Silence. The soft shush of water to shore. The warble of a cardinal in a distant pine. The gentle, loving wind embracing the worshiping arms of the forest. Here, in these depths, the suffocating layers we've wrapped tightly around reality are stripped away, laying bare that which is true. I am grateful for the unraveling of the false. I am thankful that earth is as steadfast and encompassing as ever. Here, in this peace...I am. Simply am. With nothing else attached."
There is wisdom in the quiet wood; a wordless song. A path that leads to that which is real. A path carved through and within reality in its truest form; far from the noise, the clutter, the distractions. It's weekends like this last one that remind me of what is important.
Do you gain clarity from spending time in nature? What is one outdoor place that brings you peace? The forest, the ocean or mountains? Please share your own personal journey below, friend. I would love to hear from you. 🙏💛🍂