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"Polly wants a cracker?" Sorry Polly... This is

"Polly wants a cracker?"

Sorry Polly...

This is a cracker-free zone. ❤️

It would be so tempting to offer you a little treat.

You're so ridiculously beautiful, perched on the verandah railing, tilting your head with those curious eyes as though you're wondering what we're having for breakfast.

But we don't feed you.

Not because we don't love you.

Because we do.

Real kindness isn't always giving.

Sometimes kindness is restraint.

Wild birds like king parrots are increasingly becoming accustomed to people feeding them. While it may seem like an act of generosity, it can do more harm than good. Artificial feeding can contribute to disease transmission, nutritional problems, unnatural dependence on people, and changes in natural behaviour.

We want you to remain exactly what you are...

Wild.

To wake each morning and forage through the forest.

To wake each morning and forage through the forest.

To search for blossoms, seeds, fruits and insects as nature intended.

To teach your young where to find food.

To remain part of an ecosystem that has sustained your ancestors for thousands of years.

If we really want to help wildlife, perhaps the greatest gift we can give isn't food at all.

It's habitat.

Plant a flowering gum.

Plant a bottlebrush.

Plant a grevillea.

Plant a banksia.

Plant native grasses and shrubs.

Create gardens where king parrots, lorikeets, honeyeaters, butterflies, native bees and countless other creatures can find the food they evolved to eat.

Feed the habitat...

...not the wildlife.

Because the most loving thing we can do is ensure they never need us.

🌿❤️🦜

#wildnaturetherapy
##PlantDontFeed
#HabitatGardening
#GardeningForWildlife

This morning, before the emails, deadlines and the

This morning, before the emails, deadlines and the steady momentum of another working day, I walked into the rainforest.

I wasn't looking for exercise.

I was looking for perspective.

Almost immediately, something within me began to quieten.

The forest has a way of doing that.

As my footsteps slowed, so did my thoughts. My breathing deepened. The constant conversation of the mind gradually gave way to birdsong, the murmur of running water, and the gentle movement of leaves high above.

Walking through a forest is, for me, a form of meditation.

Not because I am trying to empty my mind, but because I become completely absorbed by life itself.

I begin to notice that everything is alive.

The great trees reaching skyward.

The moss-covered rocks.

The rich earth beneath my feet.

The fungi quietly transforming decay into new life.

The fallen logs becoming homes for countless unseen creatures.

Nothing exists in isolation.

Everything belongs.

Everything is connected.

As I walk, I find myself treading more softly.

Not because someone tells me to, but because every step feels as though it matters.

It reminds me that every place we walk, our forests, our gardens, our streets, our communities, is, in its own way, sacred ground.

This morning I found myself reflecting on the words often attributed to Jesus:

"Be in the world, but not of it."

Perhaps, for me, that means learning to participate fully in life without becoming consumed by its constant urgency.

To meet deadlines without letting them define me.

To work hard, while remembering why life is worth living in the first place.

The forest gently returns me to that place.

And what remains is gratitude.

Not the gratitude that comes because everything is perfect.

But the quieter gratitude that comes from simply being alive.

From breathing.

From belonging to something infinitely older and wiser than myself.

The work will still be there when I return.

But I hope I carry a little of the forest back with me.

A steadier mind.

A softer step.

And a grateful heart.

🌿💚

"Walk as though the earth beneath your feet is sacred. Because it is."

#wildnaturetherapy #walkingmeditation #greenitude

Crossing the Green Threshold There comes a moment

Crossing the Green Threshold

There comes a moment, walking beneath the rainforest canopy, when something begins to change.

At first, your mind is still busy. It is replaying conversations, making lists, planning tomorrow.

Then you hear the creek.

Water tumbling over ancient rocks.

A pademelon darts quietly through the undergrowth.

Sunlight filters through towering trees, painting shifting patterns across giant buttress roots and emerald leaves.

Without noticing, you begin breathing more deeply.

The forest asks nothing of you except that you arrive.

Perhaps this is what these ancient places have always offered: a threshold.

A place where we step out of our thoughts and back into our bodies.

Where the mind grows quieter, not because we force it to, but because life around us becomes more interesting than the noise within us.

The cool air on your skin.

The scent of damp earth.

The rhythm of your footsteps.

The chorus of birds and flowing water.

You don't lose yourself in the rainforest.

You lose the constant chatter that convinced you you had forgotten who you were.

And beneath the green canopy, surrounded by living things that have been quietly growing for centuries, you remember.

Not who the world expects you to be.

But who you were before life became so busy.

Perhaps that is the greatest gift the rainforest offers.

Not an escape from life...

but a return to it.

🌿

#RainforestTherapy
#NatureConnection
#ForestBathing
#WildNatureTherapy

There is a reason the word pteridophyte (ferns) be

There is a reason the word pteridophyte (ferns) begins with pteri-.

It comes from the ancient Greek pteron—meaning wing or feather.

The same root gave us pterodactyl—the "winged finger" that once soared above prehistoric forests.

Standing among these fronds of Cyathea leichhardtiana, I cannot help but see feathers rather than leaves. Layer upon layer of green wings, suspended in the stillness of the forest.

Perhaps that is why forests have always felt like places of flight.

Not because our bodies leave the earth, but because our minds finally do.

When we loosen our grip on anxious thoughts, the weight we carry begins to fall away. The chatter softens. The need to control dissolves. Something lighter rises within us.

The sky is not the only place where spirits can soar.

There is another universe waiting beneath a green canopy.

A universe woven from leaf, light and silence.

Here, among these feathered fronds, we remember that freedom is not always found by looking upward.

Sometimes we find our wings by looking inward.

And sometimes...

the deepest flight of all happens without ever leaving the forest floor.

🌿

#WildNatureTherapy #Pteridophyte #TreeFerns #ForestBathing #CyatheaLeichhardtiana

Yesterday, 26 June, was the feast day of Saint Dav

Yesterday, 26 June, was the feast day of Saint David of Thessaloniki — Saint David the Dendrite, the Tree-Dweller.

I only discovered this belatedly, and it moved me deeply.

Years ago, while walking from London to Jerusalem, I passed through Thessaloniki with my fellow walkers. I did not know then that a saint bearing my name was so closely connected to that city. I did not know that he had lived for three years in an almond tree in prayer and stillness, enduring the seasons. I did not know of his later journey to Constantinople, where he pleaded for Thessaloniki to be spared.

Sometimes meaning arrives long after the journey.

A man named David.
A city I once walked through.
A saint who lived in a tree.

As someone whose life has become increasingly entwined with trees, threatened plants, rainforest fragments and the healing wisdom of the natural world, I find this connection quietly beautiful.

Saint David’s life reminds me that stillness is not emptiness. Withdrawal is not indifference. Silence can prepare us for service.

He listened before he acted.
He endured before he spoke.
He rooted himself in prayer, then descended from the tree to serve others.

That feels like a lesson for my own path.

To slow down.
To listen more deeply.
To grow patiently.
To become rooted without becoming closed.
To let trees teach me how to be more human.

Belatedly honouring Saint David the Dendrite.

May we all grow deeper roots, softer hearts, and lives that offer shade and shelter to others.

#WildNatureTherapy #SaintDavidTheDendrite #TreeDweller #Thessaloniki #NameDay NatureSpirituality TreesAsTeachers SlowLiving ForestWisdom

I’ve been thinking about St George. 23 April wa

I’ve been thinking about St George.

23 April was St George’s Day, and this year it touched something deeper in me. I had planned to be walking through the mountains of Lebanon, but that journey had to be cancelled again because of the growing hostilities in the Middle East.

Instead, I found myself learning more about the saint whose story belongs not only to England, but deeply to the eastern Mediterranean - to Palestine, Lebanon, and the lands where Christianity first took root.

George was a Christian martyr of the early Church, believed to be buried in Lydda (Lod). His name comes from the Greek Georgios - earth-worker, tiller of the soil.

There is something beautiful in that.

The brave earth-worker
doing heavenly work on earth.

In Beirut, tradition says St George slew the dragon near the Beirut River. Whether taken literally or symbolically, the meaning still speaks:

Courage facing fear.
Light confronting darkness.
The innocent defended.
Faith standing firm.

For Christians, St George has long symbolised courage, sacrifice, steadfast faith, and victory over evil.

Perhaps that is why his story still endures.

The dragons we face today are rarely mythical. They may be war, despair, fear, division, or the darkness that enters hearts and nations.

Yet the call remains the same:

Stand with courage.
Protect what is vulnerable.
Keep faith when the world trembles.
Do heavenly work with earthly hands.

St George, the earth-worker.
May we each find the strength to face the dragons of our own age.

#StGeorge #StGeorgesDay #Lebanon #FaithAndCourage #EasternChristianity

Morning Norfolk Island matcha at @prinke.ecostore

Morning Norfolk Island matcha at @prinke.ecostore
The Norfolk Island pines are never far away.

#prinkeecostore
#wildnaturetherapy
#norfolkislandpinematcha
#norfolkisland

Norfolk Island tree ferns are reputedly the talles

Norfolk Island tree ferns are reputedly the tallest in the world, measured up to 25 metres in height.

It is incredible to see them rise through the Norfolk Island pines on impossibly thin trunks bursting into a canopy of fine lacy fronds.

##norfolkisland
#norfolkislandtreefern
#norfolkislandnaturally
#wildnaturetherapy

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