Eco-warrior challenge No. 1: day 2

Feel the silence within

Foragers have strongly developed senses that enable them to distinguish the edible from the poisonous.  In mushroom identification, the olfactory as well as visual senses are engaged.

Young children utilise the full gamut of sensory experience as they explore and discover their world.  In observing my grandchild, I’m always struck by how much he engages his sense of touch.  He invites you to feel the rough, the smooth, the prickly, the soft, the squashy, the slimy and the velvety.  He’d walk along the street, brushing up against the hedgerows just to experience how they feel.  Occasionally we’d have to rescue him from the arsenal of hawthorn and bramble weaponry.

In today’s experience of the silence within, we’re going to re-engage that childhood love for sensory experience.

Find a short spell of time to spend with nature – even if it’s just 5 minutes and find a natural object, like a leaf, cone, nut, stone …. something that grabs you about it – its delicate nature, its shape, its colour…. spend time studying it like it is a new lover.

Feel it against the skin of your cheek, inhale the aroma it exudes.  If it is possible to taste it – do.  Sit in silence with it, get to know it as if only it and you occupy this world.

Love it unconditionally.


You may take this a step further, perhaps placing it upon a shrine, where you return to it each day – make it more important to you than anything you possess.  You may want to repeat this with a different object each day, placing each upon the shrine you’ve created.

If you do continue this exercise, we will come back to it later, for there is purpose beyond the nature table sanctum.



7 thoughts on “Eco-warrior challenge No. 1: day 2

    1. This exercise, in very many ways is like beach-combing – it’s one of the few occasions when people stop to study the natural world in more detail. I think you can take from what Jane says below: pay tribute to its beauty – you could indeed do this with your house plant.


  1. Every year when the leaves of the sycamore fall, I see people walk through carpets of them, often without looking down. They admire the colour in the trees, which is fine, as far as it goes, but they rarely study the beauty of an individual one, and see the miracle of it. When I walk past these leaves, or those of other deciduous trees, it saddens me that I can’t pick up every leaf in turn, and pay tribute to its beauty.
    Now you ask me to select one scrap of nature amongst the billions, and make it my lover. I’m glad it’s just for the day; I wasn’t cut out to be a one-leaf woman 🙂


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