I witness the rebirth of life

​As we welcome springtime in to our lives. Waiting patiently to see the crocuses emerge in the grass. I stop and take a moment, admiring all that is coming into life and into being.
 
Nature has always been my church. From the tiniest beetle to the spring lambs cavorting, and the horses swishing their tails in the fields. To me they are all wonderful miracles. This is the point in the seasons when we witness the rebirth of life, and just as will we celebrate the rebirth of Jesus in a few weeks’ time, I feel I have the opportunity now to give my own body and mind a bit of rebirthing energy.

For me nothing quite nourishes my soul more than a walk in the woods. Forest bathing I think they call it. As I head inward the sound of the road fades and all I can hear is the birds happily chirping. The trees of green envelop me and my to-do lists and worries no longer hold the importance that they had on the drive over. I feel free. I feel that I am within touching distance of the Divine. I notice flowers and insects and details that evade me during my normal working week. I feel peaceful. My connection to all that good and perfect is renewed.
 
Sometimes I even take off my shoes and socks and tread the Earth barefoot, a practice called Earthing. It is important in my personal practise to synchronise my emotional and spiritual energies with my physical body. Afterwards I breathe deeper and feel less anxious. This is the gift I give myself this week. The gift of feeling grounded, anchored to this magical place, long after I leave.
 
Stefanie Bridges
Unity Office Administrator