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Climb on out of the cage…..
Spring is quickly running into summer, with soft breezy nights, greenery and bulbs a-flourish, kids and couples staying outside to parade along tree-lined paths arroyos and streams. In short we are going into the out of doors, that place of our origins.
Anxiety has grown in this great country of ours, just as people have taken to the indoors, the tv screen, to the screen you are reading from. Have you seen Gorillas in zoos, particularly the old fashioned zoos where cement slab meets primate? Eyes frozen and dull.
Newsflash: we are primates. We need nature bathing. That’s the in-vogue name the Japanese are calling time out in nature. Research is showing just how vital it is to get out on walks in nature, not cement city blocks
So if you don’t have a dog or a pet centipede, may I urge you to take it to the dirt, maybe even without the ear buds. My lab companion Frannie and I already took to the trails this morning. We saw the new buds and some of the old unraveling. We heard bird songs. We collected vitamin D into our skin and coat. We gathered peace and inspiration in the vistas and the views, and we gathered relaxation and wonder as we pulled in the perfume of the spring morning air. Inoculate yourself with wonder and stamp out anxiety. Check into nature.
Traveling Trauma

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Sand play
Sand play, a journey of the soul…..
Aside
Initiation
When the ice on the Chena River
finally breaks up
it cracks everywhere
all at once
What was solid and six feet thick
suddenly fractures
a jigsaw puzzle
of a million white ice chunks
flowing downstream to the Bering Sea.
Glacer ice cracks, too
with an unearthly sound
that reverberates off cark canyon walls
and alters the air we breathe
and the thoughts we think.
For a moment, after the echoes stop,
nothing is as it was.
The entire Creation re-sets itself in the silence.
One thing is true:
When ice fractures
There is no going back.
Carol Parker Ph.D.
January 2013