Individual Therapy: A Spiritual Renaissance?

My therapist proposed a change in venue for this week's meeting.  I was circumspect at first but when I arrived at the entrance to the park and we started walking, I felt a sense of urgency and took off up the path, looking at everything around me.  My mind let go and I was able to just focus on the trail and all of the intentionally undisturbed nature surrounding me.  When we got to the boulder outcropping, I felt a desire to take pictures.  It was beautiful out there and I very quickly grew angry at the pothead scum who had defaced the outcropping with their stoner messages.  When I climbed to the top of the boulders, the anger melted away.  The light was playing on the ground in the most calming and mesmerizing fashion.  I just stood there for a while.  On our way back, I stopped and took more photos of nature.  It felt almost compulsive.

Something happened out there and it was a really good thing.  I felt spiritually alive.  I had forgotten how much nature heals.  The life around me resonated with my shattered soul and finally felt at peace.

Needless to say, I will be going back there - often.

During this whole session, my therapist and I didn't talk about anything.  I think she sensed that I needed this moment of peace undisturbed - especially after the ten year anniversary that just passed.  Thank you Soldiers Project for finding such amazing volunteer therapists!