The joy of being sat in a garden full of daisies, warm sun on my back. 

Bees buzz and grass tickles. 

 

Of all my childhood memories this is the most serene. 

Embedded in nature. A gift of peace, freedom and love.

 

I’ve come to understand that nature is always there, just a step outside my door. 

Green and inviting, fresh and alive. Ever changing and full of curiosities. 

 

What will my eyes feast on next? What’s that I can hear? 

Leaves shimmering in the breeze, the sweet to and fro of robin-speak.

 

What will I touch? What will I feel? 

I feel with my fingers and I feel with my heart.

 

As I sit and unfurl, I open. I am.

 

I am a noticer. I see that which is right before me. Tiny detail in the path of veins along a leaf and the dance of shadow and light on a single blade of grass. 

 

The long tongue of a butterfly as it sips from the soft hairy faces of flowers. I am never alone. 

 

I am surrounded by my green allies. 

When I feel joy I am skipping through a field of buttercups. 

When I rage there is a storm within me. 

As I grieve my cheeks are caressed by the warm waters of the sea. 

 

Like the delicate Veronica so bold in its blue, I too am full of contrasts. 

 

Moonbeams and stardust, soil and sea water. Both real and ethereal. 

I have been fierce and dark in a moment, then warm and serene in the next.

 

Like nature I am changeable, or simply accept that I house both. 

 

I take my time with childlike curiosity and my life is an adventure. 

I explore the rich abundance of nature and bathe in its beauty. 

 

I feel at home in the gorgeous green, having descended from centuries of West Country folk. 

 

Like my green allies I emerge in the spring and bounce brightly in summer. 

I take stock in autumn and rest easy through winter. 

 

I flow with the cycles and embrace each energy. 

 

Today I am soil, deep, fertile and open. 

 

I offer you rich nourishment from a life well lived. 

A simple life in tune with nature. 

A life bathed in abundant love.