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We all have that one special spot where we all go to think about things or to just relax. Back home in Illinois my special spot is a big oak tree in my back yard. Not having that oak tree here, is like not having that shoulder to cry on. I needed to find a place that would re-assure me as much as my oak tree did at home.
It wasn’t until my sophomore year that I was able to finally find my scared place. Danny and I love to take walks whenever it is possible, basically meaning that the weather will cooperate. Usually, we will just get into the car and drive to the dunes and find a new trail we haven’t walked to journey to the top of yet another dune. But this late fall Saturday afternoon we looked up on the internet a different area that we could go hiking in. We found Taltree Arboretum & Gardens. We spent the whole afternoon there, just the two of us and the garden, not a single soul walked around us.
The next week at school had been a tough one, lots of work and drama with friends. I needed my oak tree and its calming voice to relax me. Unfortunately, that was all the way back in Illinois. I found myself picking up my car keys and going outside to my car and driving back to the gardens. Again I was alone no one else there expect of myself and the wind. I grabbed my blue notebook out of my car and walked down to a pavilion that was just being built. There was a wooden picnic table set up on the inside next to a small man made stream. I sat down on the table and opened up my notebook.
The wind blew silently up my shirt back, hugging me and comforting me while I sat and pondered my week. The wood under me held me still and re-assured me that it was going to allow me to sit for as long as I needed. The trees that were over the top of pavilion helped shade the sun out of my eyes. And the wind that blew across the man made stream was talking to me and calming me down, just like the oak tree at home.
I opened my notebook and began to write a serious of questions that were asking myself the truth about what was going on. How well did I study for that chemistry test? Why did I really go and tell Keith about Susie? Why did I tell my mother that I was upset with her for not coming this past weekend like she said she would? I wrote questions and then filled in the answers to each. Nature spoke to me and helped me find the real answer to each of them. It was comforting to know that someone was there that cared and wanted to help.
I knew that I could relay on this place when I needed to come again and regroup. I go to this place every time I need my own time to self reflect. I go back to that same wooden picnic table, which now has character from all the weather changes, and sit there and write questions and allow the stream to help me answer them. It is all honesty and reflectance on what happened. Every time I go to leave I come out with a smile on my face and I am calm and ready to attach the drama at hand, or I am ready to forgive and forget. The wise, the knowledgeable, the dependant, the truthful, the relaxing, the scenic, the calm, the understanding, the aged…mother nature.
We all have that one special spot where we all go to think about things or to just relax. Back home in Illinois my special spot is a big oak tree in my back yard. Not having that oak tree here, is like not having that shoulder to cry on. I needed to find a place that would re-assure me as much as my oak tree did at home.
It wasn’t until my sophomore year that I was able to finally find my scared place. Danny and I love to take walks whenever it is possible, basically meaning that the weather will cooperate. Usually, we will just get into the car and drive to the dunes and find a new trail we haven’t walked to journey to the top of yet another dune. But this late fall Saturday afternoon we looked up on the internet a different area that we could go hiking in. We found Taltree Arboretum & Gardens. We spent the whole afternoon there, just the two of us and the garden, not a single soul walked around us.
The next week at school had been a tough one, lots of work and drama with friends. I needed my oak tree and its calming voice to relax me. Unfortunately, that was all the way back in Illinois. I found myself picking up my car keys and going outside to my car and driving back to the gardens. Again I was alone no one else there expect of myself and the wind. I grabbed my blue notebook out of my car and walked down to a pavilion that was just being built. There was a wooden picnic table set up on the inside next to a small man made stream. I sat down on the table and opened up my notebook.
The wind blew silently up my shirt back, hugging me and comforting me while I sat and pondered my week. The wood under me held me still and re-assured me that it was going to allow me to sit for as long as I needed. The trees that were over the top of pavilion helped shade the sun out of my eyes. And the wind that blew across the man made stream was talking to me and calming me down, just like the oak tree at home.
I opened my notebook and began to write a serious of questions that were asking myself the truth about what was going on. How well did I study for that chemistry test? Why did I really go and tell Keith about Susie? Why did I tell my mother that I was upset with her for not coming this past weekend like she said she would? I wrote questions and then filled in the answers to each. Nature spoke to me and helped me find the real answer to each of them. It was comforting to know that someone was there that cared and wanted to help.
I knew that I could relay on this place when I needed to come again and regroup. I go to this place every time I need my own time to self reflect. I go back to that same wooden picnic table, which now has character from all the weather changes, and sit there and write questions and allow the stream to help me answer them. It is all honesty and reflectance on what happened. Every time I go to leave I come out with a smile on my face and I am calm and ready to attach the drama at hand, or I am ready to forgive and forget. The wise, the knowledgeable, the dependant, the truthful, the relaxing, the scenic, the calm, the understanding, the aged…mother nature.
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