A dear soul in my life ventured to build her home, her haven, on a peaceful spot of land that called to her in Martinsville, Indiana. This sweet space was often visited by her through the process of working with contractors and engineers to bring her heart’s vision to life. On this journey, the previously untouched land held… many… many… dog toys. This was a mystery to my friend who did not own a dog herself nor did it seem likely a neighbor would bring their dog there and leave toys behind with the business of construction happening and steep ravines on either side. This noticing remained a mystery until one day, when the weather was just right for a long visit with the land, my friend found herself drifted off into a deep and quiet state of meditation. Upon opening her eyes, after what seemed like a long or short time, before her in the field was a fox. This fox was joyfully playing with the many toys that it apparently had taken from neighbor’s yards around their country block. You can imagine her delight to witness such an act of joy!
My heart opened wide to imagine this wild being taking moments to cultivate play in their life. Gathering toys, finding an open spot and carving out time to enjoy the moment. This was a teaching from nature I needed for myself as well. In my work I enjoy exploring our wild and natural instincts in parallel with our domestically cultivated life. What are our instincts, our intuitions? How do they guide us? Do they have a deeper understanding of the world around us and how are they influenced by our life experiences? Most importantly, from this interaction, are we remembering to cultivate play?
It is often before me, can we honor our instinctual nature in practice with living our daily domesticated lives? What does that look like? How DO we know how much salt to add or what spring coming smells like? What do we do when our instincts are interrupted by fear? Can play guide us back to our heart’s thrum?
My heart opened wide to imagine this wild being taking moments to cultivate play in their life. Gathering toys, finding an open spot and carving out time to enjoy the moment. This was a teaching from nature I needed for myself as well. In my work I enjoy exploring our wild and natural instincts in parallel with our domestically cultivated life. What are our instincts, our intuitions? How do they guide us? Do they have a deeper understanding of the world around us and how are they influenced by our life experiences? Most importantly, from this interaction, are we remembering to cultivate play?
It is often before me, can we honor our instinctual nature in practice with living our daily domesticated lives? What does that look like? How DO we know how much salt to add or what spring coming smells like? What do we do when our instincts are interrupted by fear? Can play guide us back to our heart’s thrum?
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