Last year I often had this feeling, as I moved between cramped cottage and boxy office and many hours on screens, that I was living alongside Devon, not out there in it. I wanted to feel more alive.
So I decided to sign up for
@the_old_way_ . And on most days of the programme (4 week-long campouts across 4 seasons in Devon’s woods, rivers, coast and moor), I found myself belly laughing or uncontrollably weeping - or a mix of textures and feelings in between:
🌰 the delight at gathering basketloads of delicious food, which was all around us once we knew where to look: nettles, hogweed, thistle, burdock root, berries, acorns, hazelnuts, sweet chestnuts, rosehips, mushrooms, seaweed, oysters, crabs, mussels, limpets, winkles…
🦌 the knowing of my fingertips as they parted flesh from the bone of the deer we were skinning and preparing - I’d never done this before, and yet I’d done this thousands of times
🌕 the amazement watching an enormous orange moon rise out of the sea, lighting up the bay- and learning that it was catching the sun’s rays from the other side of the globe
🌊 the joy of luxuriating naked in the sea in a forest of kelp and other velvety fronds
🎣 both sadness & gratitude at taking the life of other creatures, and feeling part of the food chain
🪶 the anticipation of waiting for the first note of a chilly Spring dawn chorus
🔥 the pleasure of countless songs and stories around a fire (and the humility of realising how little we can do when fire is our only light source)
🌱 the grief of realising that all I was yearning for was just outside my door - and yet how hard it seems to access it and be present with it
So The Old Way made me feel alive. But it gave me something else. Belonging. I’d started to move into loving relationship with the plants, trees, animals, fungi and folk of Devon. And honestly, I had the strongest feeling that the trees (and everyone else) loved me too.
#natureconnection #wilding #rewilding #threadsofconnection #indigeny #belonging