Is it always that happy?
While I appreciate the sentiment and the science behind ‘nature therapy’, being at one with the woods isn’t always a recipe for smiles and solace.
Sometimes…just sometimes, the quiet reflection that comes from being far removed from busyness and distraction - can actually feel decidedly melancholy.
None of this is to question the
‘biophilia hypothesis’, nor the intrinsic benefits of green spaces.
Similarly, is it NEVER a reason to ever avoid these opportunities when they come up.
Quite the opposite, in fact, as the discomfort that can come from navigating this emotional underbush, with its shin-tangle of sadness, nostalgia and grief, is often far outweighed by the dividends of something that probably looks a lot like ‘healing.’
This in mind, it’s no wonder that ‘to the trees!’ and a Brave Heart, are quite so inextricably linked!
Granted, my theory might not have any basis in science, but it’s a personal observation that might (might) just help those who can relate, feel less alone in their rogue ruminating reaction to one of life’s greatest ‘happy places.’