There was something magical about being held by the Mother of all Mothers, letting nature take the weight of my body along with the weight of my mind. I have read studies about the impact of nature on the human psyche, but experiencing it is chill inducing. While I wasn’t too stressed (aside from driving on really curvy mountain roads and driving around the weirdest roundabouts) I could feel any lingering stress evaporating out of my body as I just let myself be…held. I closed my eyes and tried to use my other senses to savour the experience. I felt the rocks under my skin, but surprisingly they didn’t hurt my body. I inhaled the smell of the earth and heard the waves lapping against the shore as the tide rolled in. The sun was setting behind us, giving that beautiful warm glow across the water, making it seem as though gold was hiding underneath the rocks. Between the playful creative experience of being with my friends in the heat of summer and the beauty of nature that surrounded us, I couldn’t help but lay my head down peacefully that night.
So, here are a few things I took away from this amazing experience:
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