Nature Serves You More Perfectly Than Anything Else Could, WHEN YOU ARE IN SYNC./CONNECTED WITH IT. 

HOW DO WE BECOME CONNECTED WITH NATURE? 

We connect with nature in two ways; either we get to learn so much about nature that the connection happens straight through the awareness, which the knowledge has provided you with. But this is very rare, because the learning would have to include the latest science, which is unfortunately far from mainstream, meaning that this part of the learning, would on most occasions come from extended research. 

The other way of connecting with nature, is simply through having spent enough time in some nature, that impress you in several adequate ways, which is mostly very individual, what those factors of making an impression on a person can be. 

For me the impressions from nature, was a gradual proccess, that started long ago. I was a city-person my whole life, traveling from the Capital Copenhagen to other Capitals and big cities. But I did also travel to some other fancy places, such as the Caribbean, Miami beach and many Mediterranean destinations, including so many of its islands. 

In the Caribbean it all started for me, with the air, then the whole of the surroundings of stunning nature and beautiful sea water, hills, mountains and whatever I was ready for picking up on at that time, like the climate itself, and how that made shallow waters at the shore be warm, like that of bathwater. 

When I got the final next bits, which connected me with nature, was living on Ibiza, in the northern part of the island, awaybfrom all the zombie-life and bling-bling fools of people and all what they support and create. 

I cannot say more specifically what the factors were, other than …. for example whenever I would drive around exploring the island, mostly alone, then it would always happen at least once or twice during my drive, that the visuals suddenly filled me with a mixedture of feelings like amazement, wonder, joy, awe and incredibly overwhelming sensations. 

Almost everytime, it would make me spot the car, whenever it was possible,, such as during winters, when the island appears as if obandonned, just like NYC durring those days when Bush declaredbthe war on Osama Bin Ladens country, Irak (just becase they dared to sell oil for another currency than the dollar) so I would just stop right there where I was driving, in the “middle” of the road, because there was no cars in sight at all. 

 I’d sit there for a few minutes admiring the scenery, realising that I am right in the middle of Paradise. I would feel so moved, impressed and overwhelmed, that I would burst into voicing about it in the exited tone of high-pitch voice; this is so beautiful! Oh my god!? ….then it would hit me that I live in it, and next I’d be bursting with an incredibly overwhelming feeling of this fact, and burst out loud into a laughing voice; And I live here!? Which always filled me with a profound feelinng of gratitude to myself and all the forces in my existance, which bought me to this. 

The final moment which madebme aware that I am no longer able to live in sync.with a city, was …. 

One evening when I had to move out of the house I was renting a seperate room-section in, the situation was filled with injustice, hostility and disagreement, so I cried leaving that evening, and was still crying uppon arriving into the next place, which was a little sepperate house, high up on a hill, where I practically cried myself to sleep, heavily sad to have to leave the small artist/creative people’s community, which I was so happy to be living in, as it was a dream come true, inspiring me. 

The next morning in my “new” house, I was woken up by a light suddenly shining right into my face n eyes. It made me immediately open my eyes, and what i saw from my pillow, still lying down, was the sun peeking out above the mountains on the other side of the valley. I never woke up fully so fast, so instantly from any light before. I immediately sat up in a feeling of incredibly amuzing surprise and awe, and saw the sun was just rising. It was, and now I know that it is and will always be,, the best way one can be woken up ~by the sunrise itself. 

It didn’t even take a minute before I got up to look at this soul n spirit exhilirating feeling experience, to see the whole of it from the big window of the terrace doors. 

There i stood in awe, with a smile in my heart so big and overtaking all my cells that it silently revealed itself on my face, and was profpundly felt in the whole of me, in all of me feeling my whole being joyfull, and thinking to myself; I cannot even be sad here!?, the nature of this place, right here on this paradise-plannet, right here, is making that totally impossible!?, this is Paradise, and I’m right in the best spot I could be in it. This is my Paradise. And again I was filled with hratitude to myself, for follonwing me heart/spirit against all odds, which was what eventually lead to landing there. 

The next realization was, imagening what abdifferent experience it would have been to have lost absolutely everything and being strandedblike this with nothing in some big city, any one. Would be a totally opposite experience. And so I got filled with gratitude to myself, for having done whatever, followed my heart or whatever brought me here at a time like that. 

Gratitude is the ultimate magical state of powerful feeling, enabling you to literally make magic, dreams come true effortlessly and such grand creations. But in my experience, gratitude to oneself, must be, by far, the most healthy and empowering feeling we can have.