Walk in the Park

A while back, I took my daily walk in the park. It has two baseball fields, a tennis court, a basketball court, a skateboard park, two playgrounds, picnic table areas, and a nature habitat. My favorite part of the park is the nature habitat. I enjoy walking through it in the early morning just after dawn. The birds are waking up and starting their chirping and the rabbits are scampering around. Sometimes I may see a deer, a fox, bull frogs, or a beaver. I immediately connect with nature and it lifts my spirits. I start communicating with the trees and listen to their voices of calm and steadiness. It takes away my mundane every day thoughts and I find myself relaxing as I walk. My mind slows down to match the trees. Then all the animals and birds connect and I am truly part of nature.
Something different happened on this day. As I walk, I usually look down at the boardwalk while I immerse myself in nature. This time I not only say the boardwalk from my normal viewpoint, I noticed that I was looking at it from a higher point of view. It was as if I were above my body looking down. When I realized what was happening, I started looking from both points of view, back and forth. Am I floating above my body and also in my body? I am still walking so there must be a connection with me and my body. However, I am also above my body! I was surprised that this dual viewpoint did not disappear when I discovered it. I was startled but not to the point that it went away. I walked through the habitat the whole way in this mode of viewing. When I got to the end of the nature walk, I ended up in the formal part of the park and the duality went away.
I have tried to reconnect with this wonderful experience but I have not been able to recreate it.

Comments

  1. Angela says:

    Oh my goodness how beautiful this was for you. I’ve only experienced this in a dream state long ago. 🥰

  2. Greg says:

    Thank you. It happens every so often in that park. The other day, it was interrupted by a deer who seemed curious about me.

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