Over the last few
weeks, I have had the pleasure to spend some time in nature. What I used not to
see in nature I see now. I see beauty. I see raw. I see real. I see perfection.
I see peace. Nature has the capacity to make me feel free, to de-stress and to give
me balance. I feel an alignment with creation when I am with nature.
Who created us?
Answers might be many or just one. But whatever is your answer, it must be the
same that created us humans. As I was walking, hiking and just sitting among
trees, flowers and the wood, I realized that nature is perfect in its
imperfection. Think about how the trees are not symmetrical. The leaves are not
all the same color. The trunk is rough. The grass is green and dry. But all
that together creates that beauty.
And I said to
myself, “What a beautiful creation!” Why not to see ourselves like that? Our
wrinkles, our shapes, our colors, our asymmetrical beauty. Who decided to make
us feel imperfect? If we admire so much the imperfection of nature, why is that
we can’t do the same with ourselves?
I don’t try to fix
the mismatching of nature. But I do try to fix my own mismatch. What would
happen if we see humans exactly the way we see nature? When I asked that to
myself, I came up first with the idea that I don’t judge nature. What a beauty
to be able to see just love, just beauty without the perfection we were trained
to see.
Nature doesn’t
know when it ends or when it starts. We have old trees that make it for years
and others don’t. Nature lives in the present. Nature is as it is and nothing
more or less. Nature is as big or small as you want to see. Nature lets go.
Nature gives and receives.
Nature never stops
to amaze me. In the last few weeks, I keep being surprised by it. Nature talks
to me when I am down and when I am up. Nature understands my fears and yet does
not judge. Nature is old and young at the same time. I feel an unconditional
love by it.
If we would see
our friends, family and the rest of the world like nature, we would have a
totally different concept of beauty in humans. Imagine admiring an old lady’s
wrinkles. Imagine admiring all those bones that are curved the way we admire
those complicated branches of a tree.
I am talking here
not of our backyard or our garden but of just getting into the wild. Here in
Colorado, I don’t have to go far to find nature. I am so grateful for that.
Nature slows me
down. Nature is my temple sometimes. How is it that I have just discovered this
affair when I was in my thirties? I really don’t know. I guess I was distracted
trying to fit in with regular life. My regular life was career, my knowledge,
my bank account, my retirement, my friends, my car, etc.
The little I knew
is that none of that would make me feel safe, peaceful and joyful as my new
friend nature does.
I wish I would be
more comfortable with nature sometimes. I find in nature a lot more that I
want, bugs and spiders for example, which I hate. But I also find deer and
bunnies, which I love. Nature can make me feel powerful and powerless at the
same time.
Two weeks ago, I
spent time in the mountains. A week ago, I went hiking for miles. This coming
weekend we are camping in Dinosaur National Park. I don’t know what to expect.
I might come back and say that I hate nature, but I doubt it. I want to be
surprised. I want to admire those perfect imperfections and learn to admire
myself and others the same way.
I challenge you to
go out to nature if you can. Just sit and look around you. Let nature guide you
with its beauty to that place of love, your heart. Breathe and let go of
whatever is in your mind that worries you.
Sometimes I just
feel like nature. Being all over the place, with the old surface and not
knowing what is next. Being lonely and yet surrounded by much. Imperfect in the
perfection.
I hope I keep
feeling this way in the years to come. I hope I can show to my son what I see
in nature and hopefully he can be as free with his perfect imperfections.
Me
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