Sit Spot at Botany Bay, Vancouver Island, BC

For as long as I can remember I imagined being a painter, however for some reason I just could not give myself permission to create. I remember in seventh grade admiring a boy named Trevor. He was such a great artist and made drawing look so easy. Trevor was always doodling and creating interesting characters on scrap paper. My silly beliefs about not being good enough or measuring up to his natural talent stopped me in my tracks.  I was too hard on myself and because of my perfectionist tendencies it was safer to not even try. Perhaps you can relate? 

Instead, I went on to study Business and Accounting even though in my heart I was more interested in art.  During this time however, I never stopped daydreaming about being an artist.  Fast forward, just before my 30th birthday I decided to take a leap of faith leaving my successful bookkeeping business and I went back to school fulltime, enrolling at the Fine Arts program at Langara College in Vancouver, BC. I graduated two years later with honours but not long afterwards gave birth to my son.  Motherhood and life responsibilities took over and I eventually stopped painting to focus on my new life.  The longer I waited to pick up a paint brush, the harder it became and I fell back into my old patterns of not feeling good enough—so why bother? Besides my son needed my attention and other household tasks took over.  At least that is what I told my self. This went on for another twenty years until the year of my 51st birthday.  It was Spring of 2020 and we were in the thick of Covid, stuck at home and life was filled with uncertainties.  I awoke one morning and this overwhelming feeling come over me— I felt the urge to ask myself the question: "if I were to die tomorrow, would I have any regrets?  Would I have done anything differently in my life?"  A very strong answer dropped in. Yes, I would regret not painting. Not giving myself a chance to become an artist. I felt this tremendous energy flow threw me and I knew that I had to finally try. 

Wasn’t it too late?  I was in my fifties and not that young anymore.  Besides it took years to build talent, right?  My mind wanted to tell me this, but I knew it was different this time. A few years earlier I had become a Certified Forest Therapy Guide through the ANFT.  I travelled to California and participated in a two-week program followed by a six month practicum upon return home. Part of the requirements was to create a regular sit spot practice.  It is very simple.  Find a spot in nature that calls to you, sit and do nothing.  Well, you aren’t really doing nothing.  As you sit, you are bathing all of your senses in nature.  I loved (and still do) the sound of the ocean waves, watching the ducks and the swans in the harbour, smelling the fresh clean air, feeling the sun and the wind on my face and allowing peace and calm to wash over me.  

​to be continued...

Sit Spot, Fulford Harbour Salt Spring Island, BC

Connecting with a tree, Mountain Road, Salt Spring Island, BC

Sit spot at Ruckle Park, Salt .Spring Island, BC Canada

​For as long as I can remember I have had a deep connection and love of nature.  When I was a young girl my favourite place to be was in the woods hanging out with the trees or playing in a nearby creek.  Often I would stay outside until it was so dark that I couldn't see my hand in front of my face.  Nature has always brought me peace and solace, and it was to her that I would retreat when I needed support.  However, as time passed I went away to college, got married, had a son and created my own wellness business.  Like most people I got caught up in the busy day-to-day lifestyle that our culture encourages, and eventually lost part of this connection.  It was still there, and my heart could feel it, I just needed to know how to reignite it.  I had to relearn and remember how magical it felt to just simply be in nature, with no agenda, and nothing to do.  My monkey mind had been so conditioned to “doing” and accomplishing, that I had forgotten that I was a human being,  not a human doer.  Over the years I had studied and practiced holistic nutrition, yoga and meditation and I even taught Reiki and energy healing, thinking this was my answer to well being and wholeness.

​However, it was not until I learned how to forest bathe that my life really began to change.  It is simple, yet very powerful. After regular practice my energy slowly came back and my overall health improved.  Years of anxiety disappeared, I let go of unhealthy relationships, found the partner of my dreams (now husband to be whom I met in the trees), and I began to paint and be creative again after making excuses for twenty years.  I believe that this happened to me because I went back to my nature connection. It didn’t change overnight and required some dedication, however. 

​After my forest therapy training in 2018 with the Association of Nature & Forest Therapy, I returned home to complete a six-month practicum.  This was a part of our requirement to receive the certification and I believe it saved my life.  I began a regular practice of just sitting outside and doing nothing.  We call this a sit spot.  I would return regularly to my sit spot out in front of my house on Salt Spring Island and just be.  Some days my mind raced, and I wondered if it would turn off.  Some days I even cried.  However, as each sit passed, I began to soften and I found myself connecting with my senses instead.  Perhaps listening to the sound of the ocean waves or watching the ducks gather along the shoreline.  Some days it was cold, and my attention would go to the temperature on my skin or the moisture from my breath.  In the warmer months I enjoyed the feeling of the sun on my face or the sound of the hummingbirds diving behind me.  With every sit I experienced more peace and instead of thinking, I would easily drop into my senses.  Time would fly by. This mindful immersion in nature brought me so much calm and healing.  Nature became my therapist and friend.  

​Some of the many benefits that sitting brought to me, was that when my mind was quiet I could hear its inner wisdom and guidance.  I could breathe more deeply, and I felt washed in peace and relaxation.  Sitting in nature brought me joy and inspired my creativity and she encouraged me to keep going and to make healthy changes in my life. 

Now wherever I go in nature, even if I am out for a hike or sharing nature photography with my guy, I always take the time to look for the perfect spot to sit, and enjoy doing nothing. 

I love to forest bathe with my dogs, especially sitting with them in a "sit spot" near the end of our walk.  I have a favourite place that I like to go, in a secluded neighborhood park, that has a bench and is surrounded by beautiful cedar, chestnut, and fruit trees.  Today we sat together for about fifteen minutes, just using our senses to notice.  I have found that my dogs do best after they have walked awhile, burnt off some energy, done some sniffing and of course, done their "business".  If you decide to do a "sit spot" just find a place in nature that calls to you, sit, and do nothing, just relax. You might find that the first five minutes or so they are impatient, or whiny, and your own mind begins to wander, however in time this will dissipate for all. I notice that the longer I sit, the more patient and calmer we all become. 

Today the songbirds were out and we were sitting near a magnificent chestnut tree.  When I entered the park, I felt her beckoning to me, to come and be near her.  I have walked to this beautiful sanctuary for many years, and she has become like an old friend knowing the stories in my heart. Everything is okay she said, just come sit with me awhile, and be still.  So we all sat together my dogs, and I.  My oldest girl is twelve (photo above), loves to whine, and can be very impatient.  It took her about five minutes to settle and join me in the sit spot.  As I sat I quietly noticed my body as it too started to calm, my breathing became softer, and my mind relaxed.  Then my second girl joined us, sitting motionless and just noticing.  

​Together we forest bathed --in the distance I could hear the sound of water from a nearby creek, the ocean waves, the songbirds singing and feeling a gentle breeze on my face and skin.  My girls were looking up, and I wondered, what are they seeing? So, I followed their lead,  looking up and noticing the slow movement of clouds and some sunlight trying to come through.  The little bit of sun felt good, and I experienced joy in that moment. The branches on the tops of the cedar trees were swaying in the wind, and a flock of songbirds flew quickly by, scattering from the sound of a moving vehicle.  Together they moved on,  finding shelter in some distant trees.  There must have been at least fifty hiding in the tops of the cedar trees today.  My girls were quiet now, just being in that moment in time, as though nothing else mattered.

The wind picked up.  I love the sound of the wind; it is music to my heart.  Silence in nature, is music to my ears.