Mountains are a key source of nurture to me, the mountains of Wales in particular. I have turned to them for support during stressful times, done my adult growing up with them, loved them, been inspired by them.
Today I sat out out in the garden reflecting on various ways the mountains have nurtured me over the years. My trademark grin appeared in seconds.
Remembering the ways in which I have been nurtured reconnected me with skills and positive thoughts from those times. It’s not that those experiences had swanned off anywhere, they just weren’t front of mind today – until I sat still and revisited them.
It feels a bit like visiting my personal mountain nurture library… selecting a few books I love off the shelf… remembering and refreshing the wise tips that were vivid at the time and then got a bit tucked away…
Whatever place feels special for you, or whatever hobby makes you grin most – I think there’s probably some nurture tucked away in there.
We already have a rich source of nurture within us from our most vivid, positive experiences
What have you forgotten that you can do?!