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I am sitting on my balcony. It is spring and there is a little bit of heat in the sun. The balcony looks out over a road. The road is usually busy… an endless stream of trucks and cars but right now there is no traffic. Everyone is self-isolating. The machine has stopped. It feels…
The absence of a deep emotional connection between humans and the natural world is at the root of the environmental crisis. Can you think of a place in nature that you know really well? Close your eyes for a moment and see what comes up. Can you visualise the place in exquisite detail? The sounds,…
A number of years ago I went on holiday to a beautiful part of Portugal. We stayed in a converted farmhouse in the middle of a national park. The farmhouse was in a valley. We arrived in the evening when the birds were just starting to roost. It was still warm and the air smelled…

A sinking, uncomfortable feeling that I know all too well. It is the same feeling that comes on Sunday evenings as another week in the office beckons. The same feeling that comes when the long awaited annual two week holiday is almost over. I remember the exact same feeling a few years ago when I was travelling – I was sitting in a small coffee shop in Bali when I realised that I had passed the half way point of my trip. It hit me hard then. The party would soon be over. The glass was now more empty than full.

This feeling has been with me in one way or another for most of my adult life. Now, as I sit in my favourite place under this old tree I can feel it again. The days are getting shorter and colder. Soon the trees will be bare. I can’t quite put my finger on it but it feels like the sands of time are running out. There is a hollow feeling in my chest.

Trying and searching

Everyone is self-isolating. The machine has stopped. It is spring and there is a little bit of heat in the sun. The balcony looks out over a road. The road is usually busy… an endless stream of trucks and cars but right now there is no traffic. Everyone is self-isolating It feels…

Leave the road, take the trails.

— Pythagoras

Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.

— Albert Einstein

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.

— John Burroughs

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.

— Henry David Thoreau

Leave the road, take the trails.

— Pythagoras

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.

— John Burroughs

Connecting to Care

Can you think of a place in nature that you know really well? Can you think of a place in nature that you know really well? Close your eyes for a moment and see what comes up. Can you visualise the place in exquisite detail? The sounds,…

Nature is a teacher

Can you visualise the place in exquisite detail? We stayed in a converted farmhouse in the middle of a national park. The farmhouse was in a valley. We arrived in the evening when the birds were just starting to roost. It was still warm and the air smelled…

Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.

– Anais Nin

When we do the best we can, we never know what miracle is wrought in our life or the life of another.

— Helen Keller

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.

— Henry David Thoreau

Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.

— Albert Einstein

Every strike brings me closer to the next home run.

– Babe Ruth

When we do the best we can, we never know what miracle is wrought in our life or the life of another.

— Helen Keller

Connecting to Care

Can you visualise the place in exquisite detail? The absence of a deep emotional connection between humans and the natural world is at the root of the environmental crisis. Can you think of a place in nature that you know really well? The sounds,…

Trying and searching

It feels… It is spring and there is a little bit of heat in the sun. The balcony looks out over a road. The road is usually busy… an endless stream of trucks and cars but right now there is no traffic. Everyone is self-isolating. The machine has stopped

Every strike brings me closer to the next home run.

– Babe Ruth

Leave the road, take the trails.

— Pythagoras

Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.

– Anais Nin


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