I am pretty overwhelmed as I begin the walk today. Still feeling the pressure of deadlines, duties and responsibilities I notice I am absent-mindedly pacing up the hill. I am writing a book and in this moment it is feeling just too big to pull together. I really want to complete it. But I'm tired. So why, I wonder to myself, am I marching myself up the hill right now? Slow down, I reassure myself, gently.
As I do lessen the pace, I notice the abundance of nettles along The Path. Yup! I am certainly stinging a little today. Feeling sore. Then I notice the dock leaves, the antidote to nettle stings, that nature always cannily places nearby. It makes me think about the solution always being within the problem.
It's ironic - my book is about the wisdom of walking in nature and here I am marching along stressing to get it finished. Realising my book is the problem and the antidote I decide to take some of my own medicine and surrender to the beauty of the walk. Already I feel much calmer. What a re-leaf!
What do you do to get yourself back in the flow?
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