This will be the first blog post of a series of I’ve decided to start; it’s called The Slowing Down Series. When I feel inspired, I’ll write a post about some area of life where I think slowing down can be helpful. As I spoke about a few weeks ago, I do stand for slowing down. I am tired of trying to keep up with the fast past of life. It’s a human-made pace. Which means it can be un-made. And just like every movement on the planet, it always starts with one person. Not that I am the heralder of the slowing down movement, hardly. However, I have come to strongly believe that my life, as well as others, and the health of our planet depend greatly on us slowing down. I think many of us want more meaning and joy from life. That simply is not possible when we are rushing through it.
I’ll share examples from my own life, clients, friends, family, and mentors, in hopes of possibly inspiring you in some way.
To start the series, let me share a story. My husband and I just spent a week in Bend, OR looking for a house to buy. We decided about 8 months ago we’re done with the extreme cold and dark winter that accompanies living in Fairbanks, Alaska. The fun it used to contain has dwindled. As much as we love it here and the community of friends we have, it’s time to go.
We decided on Bend because of the similar size and outdoor activities it shares with Fairbanks, but without the extreme winter. Since Bend got on our radar as a possible place to move to, the universe has provided a gazillion signs that have said yes, this is where we are supposed to go.
With a solid contract on our home in Fairbanks we felt confident in heading to Bend to check out homes. What a shock we found upon arrival. Not only is it a seller’s market there, we didn’t find anything that felt like home or could be changed to feel like home. Plus homes were more expensive than anticipated. Did I mention, homes in person look absolutely nothing like they do online? Yikes!
How can the universe give us all these signs saying yes, go there, and then we find nothing in the ‘place to live department’? It just didn’t make sense.
One afternoon after we’d looked at all the houses available in our price range and there was nothing else to see we headed out to one of the 5 thousand trails out there. I’m not kidding, they have a lot. My husband took off running and I, nursing an injury, just hiked.
After hiking 30 minutes, I found a place off the trail behind some trees right above the Deschutes River. I sat down and closed my eyes. I smelled the pine trees, felt the breeze, and listened to the river swoosh by. It was so very relaxing. My mind was in anxiety mode over all the houses we’d seen without a possibility of buying one in sight.
As I sat there surrounded by the trees, water, breeze, and earth, I quietly asked what I needed. This is often how I commune with nature. Getting still in her presence, being quiet, then asking a question. I sat and waited. And my answer came. What’s interesting is, the answer didn’t come from nature, it came from within me. Nature was just the conduit. She always is for me. I think she is for many people as well.
My point, is that within 10 minutes of sitting quietly in a natural setting, tuning into all my senses, and just being still, I was completely relaxed and able to hear the answer I needed in that moment. Just 10 minutes!
10 minutes to peace, calm, and an answer. That’s nature’s way. No equipment needed. Just a willing mind, heart, and soul. You should try it. I highly recommend it.
Do you have a cool story about nature providing you an answer? Join the conversation on the blog by leaving a comment below, or email me, firstname.lastname@example.org
I am grateful to be able to spend some time with you virtually today. Thank you.
As always, take from here what works for you, share with your friends if you think they might benefit, and the rest you can leave behind.