Nature as Mirror
Some days, I don't know what I need until I step outside. I'm not looking for answers - just reflection.
Sometimes the land shows us what we can’t see inside ourselves, and sometimes that’s the ritual. The earth doesn't judge scars left by fire or lightning. It doesn't erase the past. It regenerates.
Every spring, new life pushes through the soil, after the coldest winter. We can do the same. Healing isn't clean, fast, or free from marks. It's slow, quiet and messy, but always there. Always moving beneath the surface...
Like old-growth forest shaped by time
and storm, we grow stronger because
of what we've weathered.
The land reminds us,
hurt holds potential for return.
Let the witnessing become the ritual.
Noticing the light through leaves.
Letting a breeze shift something unnamed inside.
Sitting still long enough to feel something soften.
Let that quiet exchange be enough.
Unsure what you need or who you are?
Step outside and let the land find you.
Let it offer parts of yourself you've forgotten.
Nature mirrors.
Not to fix, but to witness.
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