The Nature Walk with Magda Santos
Along the walk, plants are identified as useful edibles, medicinal, cordage, and more. There are reeds good for making arrows and young saplings that would never survive the competition for light. They were touched and talked about because they would be the first to harvest in a survival situation. They make excellent shelters and sweat lodges.
However, there is a code that we live by and it includes never taking anything from city parks. They are already under stress from their surroundings and need to thrive in a very limited area with limited resources. No materials were taken from such places. This is the role of the traveler. Of course this doesn’t apply to garbage. We always clean up after ourselves and others.
Compare and Contrast
Traipsing around a New York City park, learning about awareness and survival is like choosing the most difficult setting on a new video game you haven’t even tried to play yet. Getting beat up, robbed, raped or any number of other things come to mind. But, and there’s always a “but” with me, I want what I want. I want a closer relationship to the earth. And the only way to get it is to step out of my comfort zone and dare to take a different road. In this case, it’s a nature walk with a magus in one of the biggest cities of the world.
I’ve always enjoyed sauntering. I’m not much of a fast walker. I love looking at things along the way. When I’m walking along a busy road I notice all the nuts, bolts and other metals strewn about the shoulder. An inventory would shock you, not to mention that it dawns on you that they flew out of cars traveling at high speeds. I find money, and car parts that make me think there are lots of vehicles falling apart out there. But I digress. Our walk worked wonders on the nerves unlike the walk along the highway, I described above. Walking deeper into the park the ding of modern life dulled and our nervous systems began to recognize the removal of these man made stimuli.
The joy of walking in the woods is intoxicating. All of God is before you. Even discomfort is welcome because the prize is so great. There is nothing that I can’t do in the woods. There is nothing that I need when strolling through the park. And I’ve had magnificent city parks to walk in, Prospect Park being my favorite, then Central Park. And, of course, Inwood Park, thick and dark with trees. These are small islands that enrich the lives of us city slickers. It’s true that the ability to expand out and reach the mountains or prairie without concrete or skyscrapers in the way is a needed exercise for the soul. It’s a way to dream with the endless, the oneness, the sameness that we all share, urbanites or not. But when in Rome do as the Romans do and Inwood was what we had to dream in. The walk had no destination, so when we finished we had to find our way out of the park and onto the street. This is part of the code. Never have a destination.
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