Early morning sunriseIt’s been almost two months since I lost my dad, and life has been a whirlwind of admin, funeral arrangements, house clearing, mine and Benno’s birthdays, and my usual life of parenting three children, mixed with a generous helping of grief and a lot of tears. There have been many days when I have wanted to hide away from it all, to stay in bed under the duvet and pretend that none of this was happening, but I know that wouldn’t really have helped me, even though it was extremely tempting. Growing up as Dylan’s daughter, and also being a qualified eco-therapist, (someone who helps people to connect with nature for therapeutic healing… yes, my dad did roll his eyes at this!) I know only too well the healing power of connecting with the natural world, even in the darkest of times. And so, over the past 8 weeks, I have sought out as much connection with nature as I possibly could in the brief moments between all of the relentless jobs. There is something about being…
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