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Long-lost | Nature’s call

When I was a girl, I’d lay in the grass on a summer day, look up at the trees and listen to the wind whisper its secrets through the leaves. I do believe that when we are children, we are much more attuned to the language of nature and the universe. There is no alphabet for this language; it is something we feel and assimilate in a different way.

Mother Nature knows, too much computer and TV aren’t good for your mind, body or spirit. Whether you know it or not, she is waiting for you to return, to feel her language and love once again. She is a jewel, a treasure, just begging to be rediscovered. She will help heal your tattered soul, tired from the chaos of the world.

A quote from the classic book “Walden”, by Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), transcendentalist, writer, and a man who loved nature:

“If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal – that is your success. All nature is your congratulation, and you have cause momentarily to bless yourself. The greatest gains and values are farthest from being appreciated. We easily come to doubt if they exist. We soon forget them. They are the highest reality. Perhaps the facts most astounding and most real are never communicated by man to man. The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star-dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.”

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