The Value and Outcomes
of Nature-Connected Experiences.
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Yvonne S. wrote:
1. A few months after my divorce
in 1988 I was back at the 60 acre farm we had shared, dropping
off the kids for the weekend. Our property in down in a hollow
a few miles from the Illinois River in west central Illinois,
rolling, heavily wooded with only 11 acres of aerable land running
alongside the creek that bisected our property. I loved that
place with all my heart and I still cry over the loss of it.
At that time, I was allowed to freely interact whenever I brought
the kids for a stay at their dad,s. This early October evening
boasted a full moon, soft wind and still warm air. I was thrilled
to have time to take a walk before I needed to head back to my
apartment in the college town where I lived. I was wearing a
light sweatshirt, sneakers and had no flashlight or matches as
I headed up the wooded knoll behind our farmhouse. I knew that
property like the back of my hand, having covered every square
inch of it a million times in the 8 years I lived there with
my husband.
This night as I walked I found familiar trees, raspberry canes
and the hollowed out spot where I had buried a female coyote
a few years back after hunters left her for dead just inside
our property line. We never hunted and never lost a single animal
to coyotes; nor has my ex to this day. After sometime, the wind
grew colder the clouds were taking away my moonlight and I needed
to head home. I started for the edge of the hillside looking
for the barbwire fence that would signal the edge of the hill
before our house. I couldn't find it. I returned to the tree
got oriented and started again. There were few sounds, except
for the wind and leaves rustling. Scurrying sounds every once
in awhile. Sounds I knew. But I was kept failing to find the
path down or to see the lights of our house. I got scared and
knew I was growing colder by the minute. I sat under the tree,
caught my breath and knew that yelling would not help as the
sound on that rise went up, not down. From somewhere, I heard
the singing of a single coyote. It wasn,t very close but close
enough that the sound wasn't muffled. I stood up but saw no movement.
I got a little nervous without a flashlight but at the same time
I knew I was o.k. After a few minutes the singing started again
and I turned toward it and walked a few feet. The sound came
again from over my shoulder. I turned and walked toward the sound.
This process kept up for about 10 minutes while I realized they
were singing me out of my predicament. Then the singing was of
multiple coyotes and I saw a few long tails and backsides moving
through the woods ahead of me in the moonlight. Just as I caught
up with them, I could look down on the lights of my old home,
touch the barbwire and head for familiar territory. I had been
roaming barely 500 ft. from my house for over 3 hours! It seemed
like barely one. But to this day, I know the coyotes heard my
plea for help and marched me out before I grew too cold to take
care of myself.
"Since you are part of nature, the strings are in you and
you can learn to nurture them and relate harmoniously to them
(Nature) forms an attraction intelligence that produces nature,s
optimum of life, diversity, cooperation, balance and beauty.
"One touch of Nature makes the whole world kin.-Shakespeare.
2. The coyote encounter returned me to a some primal state of
sensing that I was "safe and in no danger. I was assisted
in a way that families help their kin. I was a part of a much
larger family than the human race.
3. I have had many webstrings torn from me through divorce, moving,
separation, loss. This memory is my touchstone, the piece that
I share with those who have forgotten or feel they never have
had, an intimate connection with Nature. I asked for help in
human language; the coyotes responded in their language and yet
we both understood each other. What beauty! What a gift. I would
not be the same person without this experience.
4. I was given another level of self-confidence and understanding
during these 3 hours.
5. The natural world was quickly returned to my city-dwelling
person in a moment of silent panic.
6. From Jennifer: Realizing that nature supports me allows me
to share myself more fully with the world. Feeling and leaning
into the support of nature allows me to be expanded and to feel
safe. If I could remain connected all the time, I would always
be safe.
7. Summary Option: I felt very attuned to what Celita said: "The
summary option just reinforces my believe in nature and God,
because you don't have to touch it to know it exist. There are
things out there are not explained and not supposed to be. Things
just are and in that truth you find peace instead of chaos. We
must pick the moment to say why and to let go.
8. trust, non-verbal communication, inherent connectiveness
9. Letting go of control by our limited capacities opens us to
more expanded capacities through other senses.
10. Peaceful thoughts came over me upon awaking after recalling
this time. It always does, even though I've had many profound
experiences of a similar nature. Now I want to have this experience
every day, every waking moment. I'm reminded of how Life becomes
so simple non-verbally.
11. I know that asking Nature to communicate with me is always
responded to in some form but I catch myself doubint it when
I am too long and too confined in the non-natural world or its
thinking components.
12. I am passing along what I learn to my clients by sharing
parts of the activities as we go.
At my job, one of the projects
we are working on is restoring a creek that was rerouted early
last century for railroad access to a coal mine. With all the
blasting and such that was done, a man-made waterfall was created
that prohibits salmon from swimming upstream to their spawning
sites. Even after almost 100 years, salmon still pool up below
that waterfall, feeling the call of their ancestors from upstream.
One day, when we were out at the river on a field visit I was
lucky enough to have a few minutes alone. As I stood along the
side of the river, I suddenly could feel the gratitude -- it
was like the river was speaking to me -- thanking me and the
others who are finally working to restore her natural systems.
I have never forgotten that moment, and the project has been
divinely guided with money showing up at just the right time
to do the next thing that needs to be done.
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