As the sun peeped out from behind the cloud (sometimes a rare sight in England), I had finally decided to put my trainers to some much-needed use. Although the papers, books and deadlines stacked up on both my desk and in my mind; they whispered and nagged from their positions. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to muster up the concentration to keep going regardless.
So, there I was walking down the path at the edge of a pretty countryside village, making my way to the fields where I can walk freely, where nature truly surrounds me. The wind swirling over the farmland and brushing through the trees spun into my hair and I felt my worries wash away like a sigh on the breeze.
Little flashes of colour catch my eye as they dance over the wheat field… butterflies. More than I’d ever seen before, were flying here and there, alighting on the occasional flower that was budding in the bright sunlight. Each rare time that I found the energy to venture outdoors, I appreciated every second, and it was not until I retired back to my room that it would take a good while for me to find that energy again.
The music doesn’t drown out the sounds of the rustling of wheat, or the music of a blackbird or song thrush. Each beat keeps my footsteps in time, but nature’s sounds are the sweetest.
It was hard to see the positive effects of a simple walk like this; it’s not a visible, or tangible thing that can be observed, unlike the butterflies where their beauty can be seen from far away. Yet here it was, as clear as the sun’s rays and it felt as though my mind was healing from all stress and worry.
As the sun slowly dips towards the horizon, the climax that Mother Nature gifts us at the end of each day, a golden glow spreads over the land and bathes me in a warmth one does not find seated next to a desk lamp for hours. I know I will return to my books and threats of deadlines soon enough, but for now, this moment is one that seems to fulfil a whole lot more.