The Sacred Connection Between Nature and Self-Discovery

Once there was a girl …

Who spent her days crawling under thorn bushes,
laying beneath trees,
and listening to the birds.

Running through the meadows,
grazing on succulent berries,
and gazing at the clouds.

Basking in the warmth of the sun,
dancing in the rain,
embracing the wild winds,
and finding quiet within the snow.

Forever muddy, hair tangled, and heart full of love.

And she’s the girl I have been looking for…
but I had no idea until now.

The one who knew how sacred time was.
How sacred the land we walk upon is.
And how sacred our connection is —
to ourselves, and to this home we share.

She embraced life fully,
with a light heart,
because she knew she was held
by the winds of life.

Forever changing,
but always grounded.

She knew that one day I would find my way back.

And when I did…

I would never feel lost again.

Thank you
for waiting for me,
for supporting me,
for always guiding me back.