Nature Asks the Tough Questions

As I was sitting by the river having my morning coffee while on vacation this past week it struck me — a thought that has been worming its way around my head ever since. While there is a lot being said about children not going outside and being disconnected from nature (including here at TGSG), and kids being too plugged-in, there isn’t much being said about many grown-ups doing the same.

Why is that? Why are so many of us spending so much time indoors, over-structuring our lives, and constantly connected to media and technology in one form or another? Now, I am a person who makes time to unplug every day and get fresh air and have a relatively balanced life. I make a conscious effort to be playful and make sure I am living life, and not merely getting through it.  At the same time, I am the first person to admit that I still spend too much time indoors — too much time plugged-in.

Sitting on the river out in the country, I was struck by something: I think we have grown uncomfortable with silence. As I listened to nothing but the sounds of birds, running water, a few goats down the way, and the sound of my own breathing it occurred to me that I had finally stopped. I was still, with nowhere to hide. And when you stop, you have to listen to what’s going on in your own head and heart — be it happy or sad. In silence, we find questions that can scare us, and sometimes answers that frighten us even more. We find odd, random thoughts and good things too — happy thoughts and memories.

I think many people are afraid of silence. Afraid of what they might whisper in their own ear. It is in nature that we are able to find this silence and are surrounded by such awe-inspiring beauty, that it cannot help but force a person to take stock in their life — to look at the latest version of themselves and ask the tough questions.  Am I happy? What am I doing with my life? Am I on the right path? What should I be doing differently?

Maybe I am wrong. Maybe it’s the fear of bugs or snakes, or bad weather or wildlife. But somehow, I think those are easy things to scapegoat. I think that when we get back to nature, we get back to ourselves. No distractions but the vastness of the starry night, shining a light on us that seems hard to ignore.

I believe that the more few and far between these experiences in nature get, the more uncomfortable and unnatural they feel. When in reality, there is nothing more natural than listening to yourself or being at home in nature.

I guess I bring this up to offer one more reason that unplugging and spending time outdoors is something we should all do more of, and share with the children in our world. Checking in with yourself. Embracing a bit of silence and beauty on a regular basis as a way of connecting with yourself and keeping your life on the right track, versus the fast track. The more you do it, the less disconcerting it is. You will find your footing in silence far more quickly when it is not such an alien concept to you.

As I have often said, nature is the best therapist that any of us will ever have. And Mother Nature doesn’t bill $150 per hour.

See ya outside! – The Grass Stain Guru

Creative Commons License photo credit: The Rhumb Line

R is for Remarkable

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Recently, we’ve been chatting here at TGSG about silence, wait time, and the things that can happen in those periods when we stop — take a breath — and let children and ourselves simply think or be. What happens when we slow down long enough to not only notice what is around us, but how something can make us feel?

Sunday, I challenged myself to hours of this. Setting out with only a goal of  letting what was around me have time to sink-in. To really stop and smell the roses — or in this case, cherry blossoms and tulips. To notice how I felt, and to not rush to tell anybody about it. (TGSG Note:  Now, I had the luxury of being on my own, which I know can be difficult to find. But I encourage you to try and find a few minutes each day to do this. And, if you have kids, try and give them a few minutes of alone time, too.)

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Love this-- someone put daffodils in their hands!

As I walked the streets of DC, quietly smiling to myself at my little secret mission, I noticed a change in me. I forgot about everything that had been on my mind lately. Good things, bad things — every thing. I felt the breeze on my face, and noticed it made me feel giddy. The crunch of the stones on the path of the National Mall made me want to kick up my heels. The colors of nature made me feel humble. The bird songs made me feel hopeful. Sitting in a shady spot of the sculpture garden of the Hirshhorn Museum made me feel content. Watching children climb trees and statues in the garden made me feel happy. I could go on and on.

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Walking home, I stopped to watch the sunset over the Washington Monument, as the die-hard kite enthusiasts worked their magic — tiny dancers in the sky. It was here I realized I had had the most remarkable day I have had in years. And what made it so remarkable was that — if you really look at it — it was really nothing special. A walk. Some time on my own. Being unplugged. But the fact that it was such an ordinary day, or what COULD BE an ordinary day, made it quite remarkable.

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So, my challenge to you for the week is to find your remarkable in an ordinary day. Try 15 minutes. Get outside. Unplug, and let yourself be. Try and make sure the kids in your world get this time to. I think you will be very glad you did.

See you outside! – The Grass Stain Guru

The Sound of Silence?

In the stillness of a gray and damp Sunday morning, I am contemplating quiet. Silence. Stillness. We’ve talked about silence briefly here before, and it has come up in some great comments from readers. I think it’s a topic really worth exploring.

Are kids today able to learn to appreciate silence, or to feel comfortable with it? Do they get ample chance to experience silence in a world filled with video games, computers, iPods, and ever-increasing television viewing?  As more and more children have cell phones and text or instant message, do they get enough time to NOT react to things, but simply reflect? And what are the true long-range implications of all of this? In this brave new world of ours, is silence at the top of the endangered species list?

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Skyline Drive - Shenandoah National Park

I would love to know what you think, and I’m sure many could benefit from suggestions. How do you make room for silence and stillness in the lives of the children in your world? Do they have access to stimulation-free time? Do you see a value in this?

I know adults who are aggressively uncomfortable with silence. You can see their discomfort—it’s almost palpable. I wonder what it looks like when they are alone? What it feels like? I can’t imagine it feels good.

I also can’t imagine not being able to welcome silence — to not relish it and benefit from the peace it gives me. The time to recharge my batteries and simply be. I would be lost without it.

I look forward to your input. Now, speaking of silence, it is time for me to go seek some. I always find the outdoors to be a perfect place to be still. Silent. How about you?

See ya outside! – The Grass Stain Guru

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