Sunset in the Coconino National Forest, looking northeast toward Sedona, AZ, 4/17/15

Saturday, August 25, 2018

Like a Tall Glass of Water

Maple Bay State Forest, August 25, 2018
I'm calmer now -- sitting, surrounded, quiet.  Just a half hour ago I knew I had to get out, or get to.  I'm not sure which, maybe both.

What has happened to me?  I've changed.  Or, maybe I'm just now letting myself be myself, know myself.

For this past week, I've been in Small Town America visiting loved ones.   And I've been camping in a fairly upscale RV park next to a small patch of woods.  Yet ...
Yosemite National Park's Tunnel View, 2009 
A half hour ago every cell in my body was crying out to leave, to return to my home. Not a conventional home or place, but Primal Nature.  You may think I'm talking about "Nature" as something like the famous Tunnel View at Yosemite which is truly spectacular, awe inspiring, and primal.  But, I'm really talking about places that are much more ubiquitous.

Redwood National Park, 2011
  It's the "being" that I crave -- the "being with," "being in" nature, that feeling of smallness and completeness under a forest's canopy, within a desert's sprawling vastness, or beneath the Milky Way's arch in an intensely dark and bejeweled sky.

Joshua Tree National Park, 2010 
For right this minute, though, I've found an ancient forest.  A small patch this state has set aside.  I found it on my way to a possible dispersed camping spot.  I stopped on a whim after seeing signs on the highway.  I followed a rough, overgrown road to its end.  I don't have the required recreation pass to be here; so, I won't stay longer than it takes me to make this blog post.

Maple Bay State Forest, August 25, 2018
But, I'm calmer now, satiated.  This feeling is similar to when I've been dehydrated, drank a tall glass of water, and experienced that visceral sense of satisfaction -- meeting an exact need, exactly the way it needed to be met.  Every cell in my body says "thank you." 

Drinking it in.  August 25, 2018

The satiation is real, but temporary.  When I leave here, I know I'll need to spend more time in nature again, just as I'll need to drink water again.

10 comments:

  1. I know, so well, that exact feeling.

    What a beautiful place to find your balance.

    Sending love

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    1. I know you know Cyndi. Can't wait to see you again and have a real hug. Sending much love.

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  2. I'm not expert but have you ever considered writing? You might be good at that. Do you have a book in you?

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    1. Thank you. You're very kind. Maybe someday I'll have both the urge and the discipline to write a book. Thanks for reading my blog though. :)

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  3. Suanne... been waiting for another post. Very nice written account of your experience. There are many of us follwoing you... more than you may think. We recently took a trip to Montreal and Quebec, and you Prius set-up suggestions really helped us. Keep the blogs coming... “The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”
    ― Alexander Supertramp Chris McCandless

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    1. Love that quote. Thank you for sticking by my blog, especially when my posts have been so sparse. Safe travels my friends.

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  4. Reading this from a kindred spirit just made my day! Thanks So Much!

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    1. Thanks for reading, and getting it. Suanne

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  5. Hi Suanne, kindred spirit here, gotta get out... :)

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    1. Hey Elaine. So good to have you check in. I hope you are getting out yourself. Take good care. Suanne

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