At One with Nature

🌿Health Note – Seasons of Stregnth Relection 4

Written 6 August 2025

It’s been a long road of searching for answers, and while I’ve found some, there’s still no clear solution just yet. Recovery, I’ve learned, isn’t a straight path — it’s full of turns, pauses, and the need to begin again.

The good news is I’ve recently been cleared to start exercising again. That in itself feels like a quiet milestone. Movement has always been important to me — not just physically, but emotionally and mentally. It helps me feel grounded, connected, and strong.

Right now, I’m focusing on small wins and learning to trust my body again. Progress is slow, but it’s steady. And I’m beginning to honour where I am, not where I used to be.

“True strength grows quietly beneath the surface, nourished by every patient step and gentle pause.”

With love,

Lisa

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I hope my reflection can add something to your day.

The echoing laughter of kookaburras rolls through the hills, blending seamlessly with the earthy scent of damp soil and the gentle aroma of eucalyptus drifting on the breeze. Pine needles release their fragrance beneath my feet as birds softly chirp and a distant cow calls lazily from a nearby paddock. Warm rays of sunlight filter through the trees, their tender glow brushing against my skin, a gentle embrace amidst winter’s chill.

In this moment, nature and I quietly rejoice together, instinctively drawn toward the sun’s warmth, experiencing it like pure ecstasy. I am intoxicated by its presence.

With each step, my senses awaken further. I pause, allowing myself to listen, to feel, to fully inhabit this moment. Twigs snap and leaves crunch beneath my feet, mirrored by the joyful patter of my dog’s paws exploring eagerly ahead. They occasionally pause, sniffing the air, ears alert to subtle movements among the bushes, glancing back now and then to reassure themselves we’re still on course.

Though the path is familiar, every return reveals something fresh to discover, something new to feel.

There’s something simmering deep within me, the urge, the desire, the will. As I walk gently, feeling in harmony with myself, that final push arrives, not truly a push, but a compelling pull. My step quickens into a jog. And there it is, with my mind and body grounded, the balance of calculated risk and desire, reinforced by study and research assuring my safety. Naturally, confidently, I take the leap and run.

I anticipated that my first run back would be difficult, that my chest would feel tight, my breathing would spiral, and my heart would pound erratically. But it didn’t. Because I’ve done the work; I’ve built solid foundations. Though I have felt weakened, I am strong. Though I have been grounded, I’ve established a firmer base beneath me.

Taking that leap felt good, slightly heavy underfoot but reassuringly so. It was a quiet affirmation of all the unseen healing and steady rebuilding that has led me here. I wasn’t focused on each step; my mind was free, my body learning to trust itself again….and my heart is full.

Lisa🩷