Physical & Natural History Go Hand in Hand

 

medway-ooze

As a young lad I used to sit on the seawall that ran behind my home and gazed out upon the River Medway and observe (learn) about the natural history of the place whilst my my imagination would place me in times and events long past.  Watching the ebb and flow of the tides, the comings and goings of mammals, birds, seals and the occasional dolphin and seeing the weather patterns roll across the landscape all taught me to love and appreciate the ever changing seasons and understand the delicate balance and flow of the environment. My environment.

At other times, especially when the mist rolled in with the tide, I was taken back to the times of Anglo-Saxon ships carrying materials to build Rochester Cathedral (first version), to when the Romans built nearby Watling Street and a fort to defend the bridge at Rochester, marauding Vikings, Duke William of Normandy and his troops making their way to London via Rochester (where they went on to rebuild the Cathedral and Castle), the Battle of ‘Medway’ or ‘Tocht Naar Chatham’ in Dutch. These are just a few

battleofchatham

of the times and events that my local environment had passed through and I continue to experience. My intention is to write more in depth posts on as many of them as I can, but for now those I have mentioned will I hope have given you a good understanding of what I experienced as a lad (and still do).

This is why I encourage everyone to discover ‘where they live’ to get out there, observe it, investigate it and above all else; Get your kids involved, get them to love where they live enough to preserve and protect it for the future. Even a bricks and tarmac housing estate has history, it just needs a little more digging to discover it but it’ll be worth it to sense and appreciate it that much more.

 

Hidden Pathways (Hola-Weg) ~ Part 2

Hola Weg

With his back against one wall of the Hollow-Way, the boy sat in quiet contemplation whilst his companion dashed up and down and side to side as only a dog knows how, in search of who knows what. The boys’ search was of a different kind, an inner connection with the naturalness that enclosed him and with the elders who had passed this way before. He had learned about these hidden pathways on a school outing but that knowledge was superficial filled only with cold facts and speculations of these magical landscapes which had only frustrated him. He wanted more, he wanted to feel the history, to be told the stories of the travellers who had passed along these paths centuries ago; to gain their knowledge, bring it into the present and to store it for the future. So here he sat shrouded in the shadows of time yet bathed in the filtered sunlight of the moment, held in a stillness that only the he could feel.

His senses were heightened by the silence of the land until slowly he could visualise the changes that created the present; the seabed that was now dry land, the scrapes and gouges of glacial giants that had advanced and retreated in battles with the landscape. Voices of the past floated on the cool breeze; voices of the hunter gatherers and of the hunted; early farmers, shepherds and pilgrims on their own personal journeys passed like ghosts as the boy watched and listened to their tales of survival and hopes. There were lessons in the voices, lessons not for analysis but for absorption until the the moment of need brings them to clarity, those enlightened ‘aha’ moments we all experience in wonder from time to time. Teachings that the boy could never have learned from those school outings or books. These lessons from the past form the internal wisdom we are all born with but like using the Internet we need to make a connection with our source energy to access them.

The boy and his companion continue their searches, each in their own way, each on separate journeys, yet always together within the spirit of togetherness that is only found in nature. Enjoy your own journeys, have fun connecting with the spirits of your ancestors, the living landscapes of the past and ever present moments that you share with all that is. It is here that you will find the key to wisdom; a book or teacher can truly inspire you but only a self-felt physical and spiritual experience can go beyond that and endure within you.

Looking Beyond the Landscapes of Nature & into our Inner/Outer-Being

Human landscape

Looking beyond the landscape that in truth is a momentary image of whatever vista we perceive in that single moment can reveal a thousand stories hidden (or partially hidden) from view. It becomes the silence of a broken or unspoken word which can answer many a unasked question.  As you connect deeper with Nature you absorb the energies that She sends out, much of them generated from a time long before mankind ever came into being. These ancient vibrations come to us as does a gentle breeze, unseen but felt. A caress that often sends a shiver of awareness like a sonorous voice reaching out and calling to us through our hearts and souls. Connecting us to the core of our spirituality, the foundation of what makes us who we truly are.

The scars of Nature past, as in those left by the forming of fjords, mountains and valleys, weathered and gouged by the seemingly timeless power of natural forces. Those geological wonders which are the remnants of cataclysmic evolutions and finally the scars left by ourselves in more recent times. They lay there before us, all telling their stories to those who are prepared to see and take the time to learn how to read and comprehend them. As humans we are no different from the landscapes of the world, we carry the marks of the past in our DNA, bygone beliefs, hopes and fears all play a part in creating the landscapes of our present and future selves . If we don’t take the time to get to know our own scars we can be in danger of succumbing to them; allowing them to control our everyday physical, cerebral and emotional energy and preventing our ability to live, grow and expand into our true and authentic selves.

Fjord glacial landscape      Ancient landscape

These signs can, as in the natural landscapes we live in, be read not just by ourselves (if we allow ourselves to do so) but by others too. Those silences, misdirected thoughts, ill-considered words, acts and deeds that we send out as vibrational energy which does not match up to the image we believe we are portraying; they are the signs that give us away and reveal the truths that lay hidden under the surface of our personal landscapes. They can be seen too in our physicality, our posture, that smile that hides some pain and in the eyes that reflect our inner wellbeing. Perhaps it’s because I’ve wandered far and wide through the landscape of my own past that I have recently begun to recognise these signs more and more in others, not just amongst those I come into personal contact with on a daily basis (it’s amazing the hidden stories being revealed during this period of political chaos!)  but on social media too. They can be seen in “quotes” which hide an authentic voice crying to be released, inside of casual comments (not usually in the main post, but in the comment threads where people often post in a less considered manner than usual). There seems to me to be a greater need than ever before for all of us to engage in some continuous inner-research, to reconnect and return to the authentic reality and connection between our past and present human-landscapes before we can even glimpse let alone hope to arrive in the future that lays beyond our self-limiting horizons.

 volcanic landscape    Man made landscapes

There’s a lot of things that need healing in this wonderful world that we live in, but first and foremost we must learn to heal ourselves. I’m not here to tell you how to do that, I’m no expert on the healing processes. it’s not about me or my own personal journey, I’ve made more mistakes along the way than most others have, as those of you who know me will be aware of and my posts here reveal for all to see. It’s not about anyone in particular, it’s about a society and a spiritual community (which we’re all a part of) needing to recognise the lessons from the past and carrying the wisdom from them into the present to build a better landscape for the future. But as I’ve just mentioned, I’ve been working hard to understand, come to terms with and release my own scarred landscapes, it’s not easy, not always pleasant but the reward of seeing and feeling a new healthier and happier landscape unfold makes it more than just worthwhile. There has been no one single ‘cure’ ‘treatment’, I’ve tried a combination of many and when one hasn’t worked I’ve looked for and discovered an alternative way. Hand in hand with my own connectedness with Nature I’ve crawled through an undergrowth of brambles and nettles and have been scratched and stung on more occasions than I care to dwell on. Until finally I’ve arrived at a place of conscious awareness, of understanding and appreciation, free of all those brambles and nettles. Of course, as in Nature the undergrowth expands into unexpected places so it is always wise to keep a wary eye out for it creeping back up on you and to keep it under control.

So, If I’m not here to tell you how to recognise, accept, release and heal your own scars, what am I here for?  I’m here only as a messenger and you’ve just read the message I carried. How and if you accept it is up to you. Personally I hope that just a few of you take a little time to explore and discover the past landscapes of Nature and your own Inner-being and …… well, as I’ve already said; what you do next, is up to you!