If at all possible find for yourself a sanctuary in nature and visit it as often as possible. The benefits gained from taking mini pilgrimage-like journeys to your sanctuary are enormous.

About a year ago, some three-hundred yards behind my residence, I discovered a tributary that reportedly once was a creek.
I reach it by first taking a more than slight twenty-five feet descent and proceeding down a lesser descent. At the place of my HydroSanctuary the bottom of the tributary, some seven feet below landlevel, is naturally slated with fine-grained metamorphic rock. It has flowing water that is partly supplied by one or more springs that make two loud fountain-like sounds, one on each side of the three-feet high slated mound in the middle of the tribuary that is surrounded by water.
The constantly flowing water is no more than a foot deep, except for a four by six feet section of the tributary twelve feet downstraem from the mound. Surrounding the tributary are trees with nothing else in view except the earth, water and sky.
Since discovering my HydroSanctuary I have only seen one other person there. It is quiet there, except for the chirping and singing birds that I sometimes immitate, just as I did when I was a boy growing up in a hamlet in Southwest Alabama. At other times I sing with the birds or sing my own songs hoping that they will appreciate my songs just as I do theirs. I realize that the songs I sing and the songs the birds sing are by the same Composer. I also play my harmonica there as I do in some other venues, including in the streets. One of my alias is Uriah Harp and another one is Saint Troubadour, both describe part of my behavior. The audience that I am aware of when I am rendering music at My HydroSanctuary consists of birds and angels. I also read and write there, including having written this prose poem while sitting on the mound at my HydroSanctuary. I like to play in the water, mostly with my hands, but sometimes with my feet. For me few things seem to be more soothing than listening to the sounds of water flowing from a fountain or the sounds of the ocean that I use to frequent often during the thirty-three years I lived in California.
My HydroSanctuary affords me with a priceless peace dividend.
Sometimes I experience my HydroSanctuary as pure hydrotherapy. But on the whole it is much more than that. It is a place where I experience life in a transcendent-like realm and commune with God. It is a place where I taste Heaven. What a blessing! What a delight! Thanks be to God!

Copyright 2005 by Uriah J. Fields   

P.S. If you found the above prose write to be of interest you will probably benefit from reading my prose poem "I Go to Nature."