When I feel stressed and must get a lot of things done, it is counterintuitive for me to spend time outside in nature. I feel selfish and extravagant, as if I’m simply procrastinating the tasks at hand. And yet that is exactly what I need.
Staring eyeball to eyeball with a miniscule creature perched on a tiny flower is sure to release a few much-needed endorphins. And catching sight of a retreating red ladybug among vivid purple blooms makes critical deadlines retreat to their proper place.
If an itsy-bitsy fly or bee mimic can traverse a wild world of wind gusts and predators, I can nimbly pick my way through corporate quagmires.
A Mendocino paintbrush reminds me of my true nature: painter of images and words. Sometimes I forget this simple truth.
So the next time I’m out of sorts, I’ll visit with a bee. After all, her job is spending time with flowers all day long.
All photos © Sondra Sula.
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