When I travel for work, I typically go to pretty beautiful places. This week I’ve been in Mount Shasta, California, which is believed to be one of the most spiritual places in the United States, and/or one of the premier places on earth where you can see aliens, take your pick. I rarely have been there long enough to partake in such interesting events as alien chasing, but one of these days, I’m hoping that one of them just appears in my hotel room, so I don’t have to go very far. No luck yet. 

Instead, I take as many slow pensive walks as I can. This week, I somehow stumbled across a field that I have never even noticed before, even though the entrance was less than 200 feet from the hotel I’ve stayed at for months (note to self to check the map next time). This is the kind of field where you are on a path, with grasses knee high, and you don’t even realize you have stopped walking to gawk at the mountain.  This is sunset.

Because I never stop thinking, I’ve been wondering why so many of us humans (and maybe aliens) crave the expensiveness of nature. We can be there for just a few minutes  and instantly feel replenished. I was running pretty short on time, so I only spent 15 minutes in that field underneath the mountain, but each time I felt grounded, connected, small, like a ripple in the ocean, and big, like I’m connected to everything, all at the same time.  Like I’m living my true nature just by being there. 

Look at that joy! 

I am hooked on that feeling, so I chase experiences where I feel all of that. So guess what I did this week? Went to a shaman. Pretty sure he was not an alien. He accessed a part of me that felt wholly separate and apart from that big, small, connected feeling. And by listening, we brought this part back to the wholeness. A missing piece, if you will, who found a home. 

Maybe that’s what that whole nature thing is about. Too much time away and I’m feeling like a missing piece, apart from the wholeness of the universe. And poof. Opening up, listening, taking in the grounding and expensive energy of the mountain, I’m home. 

Cheers to a weekend “at home.” 

Love always, 

Lauren 

PS watch your inbox for an announcement this week about the July 7 show in Buffalo! Can’t wait to squish your face in person.   

PPS in another case of “have I lost my damn mind,” I’ve started a little comedy web short series on Instagram, about a serious lawyer whose quirky artistic side bubbles out in weird ways. Sound familiar? Check it out on Instagram and YouTube. 

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