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A rainy day in summer

Last night a huge thunderstorm swept across Melbourne. As showers continued into the day, I decided to go to my sit spot. The little purple flowers were drenched in rain, the droplets glistening as they held on to the stems. The streams were full again, ducks happily swam along the creek.As I walked across the grass path, I saw this little flower. A lonely flower, a beauty in lilac with drops of rain on its delicate petals. It reminded me of a poem I once read online: Another day, another hourUntil I walk past a lonely flower.I stare at its beauty and its graceThat’s when I realize, I slowed my pace.The flower enjoys the wind and sunLets itself be, and defined by no one.It takes each day as it comes and goesProud to display what it has to show.Thankful for the sunlight of every dayand open to acceptance of the harsh rain. As I walk along the creek, I breathe in the strong scent of the earth and the eucalyptus trees. This smell inspired two Australian scientists to coin the word “petrichor”. It’s a beautiful word to suggest that humans inherited an affection for the smell from ancestors who relied on rainy weather for their survival. The rain reminds me that everything, every living thing on Earth, needs water to survive. I hope it rains every now and then in summer.

Little Raven

I am bothered by this noisy little thing fluttering around me. Its mate now joins in to pester me. I am four times their size, but they persist. All I want is to pick at this this tree, hoping to find something tasty for dinner. But they will not stop. Now this woman passes by. At first she looks concerned. Maybe she thinks I’m attacking their nest. But, as she moves closer, she realizes I’m just pecking at the wood, trying to get this grub. She stands and watches in amusement. Well, I’m not amused. I am too tired to fly. I just walk across the pathway, trying to avoid this persistent pest of a bird. The woman is still watching. She seems concerned; ‘why doesn’t the raven just fly away?’ Yes, I’ve had enough. I need my peace and quiet.

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