I have sought solace many times outside
During the darkest of times
I cried by the rushing streams
Sat and shivered on rock outcropping
Held my face up to the moon
Soaked in the radiance of the stars.
I felt seen by the Great Mother,
Remembered that I am temporary here,
Living on borrowed time…
I give thanks for the natural world
Who has always welcomed me with open arms.
My problems didn’t go away,
But somehow they were more manageable…
Thank you, Great Mother, thank you.