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I think the Celts understood things in a way that we've forgotten...
Maybe the Anglo-Saxons barged in & missed the subtleties of existence; lost the essence of who we are...
My cousin Mand lives in a little Welsh valley. The trees drip with moss & ferns. The glittering water finds its way through the slate, forming tiny gullies, then streams then mighty rivers. The bird song is louder here. Wildflowers are jewels. The air clean. And nature; she is happy…
We joked that they had morphed to hobbits; cosy in their cottage, cut into the earth. Yet there was not much hobbit-ness absent – save perhaps a furry bare foot. The place felt right for them.
The Welsh language reflects a richness, an awareness lost in time. A depth of understanding that touches the heart & every cell. They have a word, cynefin – a place where a person or animal feels it ought to live & belong... it is where the nature around you feels right...
Our wellness is linked to this, I am sure. Where the nature around us feels right...
It reminded me how important it is to pause & notice the beauty that surrounds us. Absorb the magic of nature. She can soothe the nervous system and help us to find true wellness. Listening to birds, the water, the wind… Watching the insects, how amazing they are. Noticing all the flowers, delicate, those jewels of nature. Smelling the earth, the trees, the flowers… feeling how connected we all are… With all the beings we share our world with…
Nature gives us everything we need for our mental & physical well-being...
