Today I am in the woods of the Berkshires, far, far away from computers, the internet, Facebook, Twitter, and the connected society. I can’t look at NYTimes.com, look at MovieFone to see what movies are playing, and I put my smart phone away, I don’t need to play time wasting cell phones games like Galcon, Drag Racing or Fortunes of War.
I am connecting. To people, to the land, to the green, to the long day, to my heart, to my spirit. I am in intentional space. I am in one of the greenest places I know. Spring goes from still coming slowly in Maine, to being in full green WOW! on the sacred mountain in the Berkshires.
I take off my armor. Hugs are easier. I live with my heart, and not my head. I meditate, walk, listen to the water, listen to the wind, listen to the trees.
Prepare for the changeable New England weather. Have both swim trunks and a heavy winter jacket. Rain gear, and sandals. It’s a magic time. To really disconnect, connect with people, connect with the Earth, connect with the forest and walk around.
Or in one of my most magic times at Rites of Spring, put on my iPod shuffle, and dance and sing around like an idiot in the shadow of the Applachian Trail. Music helps my heart go big, and connects me. As do books, but that’s a topic for tomorrow.