One of my goals for this year is to spend more time outside in the elements. I’ve been going outside at every opportunity during the day, and am planning some day-trips to get out into wild nature more. I’m a creature of earth, literally made of it and its elements, and it feels good to be with it in a communion sort of way. I’m made up of everything thing and everyone that’s come before me, and for the majority of time (as we know it) life was lived in a very different way than it is in modern times.
It was strange to consciously ponder that I spend the majority of my time not physically being on earth and in the elements: In my 2nd floor apartment, at my desk on the 2nd floor at work, in my car - all separated from the earth, the weather, other life. There’s even a sense of experiencing time differently when driving, for example. In what “natural” way were humans meant to safely travel 70 mph? At any rate, the amount of time I spend actually being in contact with the earth is negligible and I think that’s been detrimental. At the moment I’m not interested in the minutia of the science of it, per se. It’s not about a transfer of ions* or how everything’s made of stardust. I prefer to think of it a bit more holistically.
I’m quite fortunate to live in a place where sitting in the sun with my toes in the growing green grass** is possible in January. But even in places with seasons, there are opportunities to be elemental… perhaps by sitting near a roaring fire or sitting in the sunshine, or having a walk in the falling snow or blowing wind. And if you live where the cold hurts your face, take heart. Spring will be here soon enough.
*I’m familiar with “earthing” but am not interested in its dubious claims and products.
**I’m going to set aside my general disdain for largely decorative lawns at the moment.