Tuesday, September 24, 2013

when nature calls

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Hello friend.  I've been trying hard to put together a post worth sharing.  Honestly, it's been pretty difficult to do, as you can tell by the long stretches of time between each entry.  It's not that I haven't had anything to bring to you.  It's just that once I sat here attempting to put it together so that it made sense, I simply couldn't do it.  So I'll go ahead and apologize now if this entry seems a little disjointed.  There has been a lot of soul searching going on within myself.  I've been keeping my distance only to allow myself the room I need to be able to breathe . . . deeply.

A few weeks ago, I took my family to Ev-Henwood, a wooded area tucked away about 20 minutes outside of Wilmington.  It was just the kind of wilderness I've been needing.  My daughter, before being mauled by mosquitoes, exclaimed joyfully that it was like being in a magical forest you read about in a storybook.  It was important for me to hear that.  As a parent, especially in the day and age we live in, I worry sometimes that my child doesn't have enough exposure to the natural world.  As I watch her soak in the smells, texture, and sounds of the woods, I'm reminded of how quickly she has grown and of how much I have yet to show her.  I, myself, have felt so far removed from nature that I can feel this thick layer of impenetrable skin slowly forming over my heart like a wall.  Just when I think I'm a lost cause, my daughter gleefully shows me a multi-colored spotted leaf she picked up off the forest floor.  It's so pretty Mama.  I look closely at this leaf, one that looks just like many of the others scattered about in front of me, when I realize that in my hand I hold a letter from God written with veins upon a multi-colored spotted page, delivered to me by a six year old courier.  Nature is another way the Creator speaks with us.  I have truly missed these conversations.


6 comments:

  1. I've missed you! I came here looking for your beautiful images. I think I have a similiar feeling. I have this desire to talk about so many things, but when I look at my computer I feel that whatever I write won't be any relevant. So I post photos. Not sure why I became so introverted with blogging, but thanks for stopping by.
    It's good to visit the woods..I like it a lot. It's a great place to get peace and relaxation.

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    1. Zee! I have missed you too! I have a letter I've been meaning to mail to you still sitting here. Probably need to update it. Ha ha! :) We'll need to chat soon!

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  2. I'm just reading this now as I have a lot of catching up do with my blog reading. Kat, this is beautiful! I so love this, especially the last few sentences. Speaking straight to my heart.
    I'm kind of in that space, too, with the need to breathe and the desire to fill up my tank again and have these deep conversations with the Creator.

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    1. Hey Esther! I feel so disconnected to what is genuine and real. You are a lovely friend and I am so glad to call you that. Hope you get that time and space to breathe. :)

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