This weekend I decided to return to nature reserve that I have visited to the past 3 years here on Long Island, NY. It’s called Wertheim and it’s located in the town of Mastic. There’s really nothing quite like going to the deep forest, a nature reserve, a marsh, or some sort of wild place that hasn’t been (too) altered by the hand of man. These places are quite magical and empowering. To walk amongst the deer, ducks, foxes, trees, fish, clouds, hawks, and the sweet spring air. How priceless these moments are. How refreshing.

Nature never ceases to show me her ways. When I step into a place like a nature reserve, I step into a sort of classroom where the lessons are infinite and boundless. A place where you can actually SEE life flowing. When you observe the ducks flying, the blades of grass cutting through the wind, and the fish jumping out of the water, you are witnessing nature’s stroke of the brush. A masterpiece in progress without an end.

So get out of the house, your routines, and fixed systems that you have chained yourself into… and wander into the forest for a stroll. You won’t regret it. You’ll feel nature’s healing powers almost instantly. And your worries will melt away into the nothingness.