After two weeks in India, the first walk I took by the lakeside was far more comforting than I thought. Nature has always been my solace. It has always been the thing I’ve been teased most about by the children.
But it is the one place, I can just be.
I stood there for several minutes savoring the silence, listening to the swishing of wings as a bird took flight, or the winds rustled through the tree tops above.
The son put it best when we came back. “Shh!”
He said. “Can you hear that?”
“What?” The husband and I said cocking our heads to listen.
“Exactly! “ he said looking triumphant.
It was bliss.
“No other sound can match the healing power of the sounds of nature.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover
Nourish-n-Cherish 