I Thought The Earth Remembered Me
Yesterday I needed a break. I’ve been going non-stop for over 2-weeks. I felt off-balance, disconnected and un-grounded. I probably should have listened to my wife who suggested that I take Monday off. But the little voice inside me was too strong. “You have too much to do. You can’t take a day off. Blah blah blah.”
By yesterday afternoon I knew I had no choice.
So after a nice lunch with a good friend, I walked up into the hills of Annadel State Park. I had not walked very far when a clearing at the top of a hill called to me. I wandered off the trail a bit, found a soft spot and laid myself down in the tall grass.
And I listened to the sounds of the Earth around me. Songbirds were singing in the gnarled Oak trees, a bee would occasionally buzz by, and every so often a puff of wind rustled the hanging seed pods of the grass that hung over me.
I drifted in an out of sleep, content to let my body sink into the arms of the Earth and find its center once more.
And as my body found its center and my mind loosened its grip, one of Mary Oliver’s poems drifted into my awareness.
Sleeping in the Forest
I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.from Sleeping In The Forest by Mary Oliver
© Mary Oliver
As these words poured through me, I felt humble and blessed that the Earth did, indeed, remember me, even though I had forgotten her for these past two weeks.
It is so easy to forget the Earth. It is so easy to get caught up in the seductive call of computers and phones and seminars and cars and kids and other distractions.
But the wonderful thing about the Earth is that, no matter how long we forget her, no matter how disconnected we become, she always remembers us and she will always welcome us tenderly back.











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It is always good to go to the basics. You are right, so often we forget. We are made of the same elements of the earth. We take and take, while most of us forget to give back!!
Nice post.
Sounds like you had a wonderful rejuvination. Thanks for sharing the poem. The earth is very forgiving to us.
This post is a beautiful reminder of life. Thank you!
Mark and Karen. You’re both very welcome. It was amazingly rejuvenating. And it was a clear reminder of how much I need my time out in nature.
Edward,
I am normally pretty much “anti-poetry” simply because I have never had the proper ear to appreciate what I know is a beautiful art form.
However, that being said, this was a great post. It’s after midnight as I type this, and your words took me to that hilltop in the afternoon sun. Great stuff!
Hi Aaron
I totally get where you’re coming from. It took me a long time to “get” poetry. I had to get out of mind - not a simple task for a highly intellectual like myself. But once I had a couple of experiences when I was able to connect with the poetry on a feeling/intuitive level, I have been hooked ever since.
So true. I love this post!
I totally agree with you. Sometimes simple things are the ones which we need in life.
Thumbs up for putting such a wondering blog dedicating to Law of Attraction.
Thanks Shelly!
Karen. You’re right on. It’s the simple things that make the difference.
Lucid. I missed you before! Sorry. It’s so true that we are made of the same stuff as the Earth. And ultimately our bodies will become part of the Earth again. It’s nice to take time to remember that while we’re still conscious!
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