Hello and welcome to Five Minutes in Nature with me,
Liz Scott,
And you probably just clocked that a car went by then.
I'm not actually in the middle of a rural setting,
I'm actually in the suburbs of Exeter,
Walking back home to my mum's.
I'm on the sidewalk here,
Or the pavement,
And I'm just marvelling at the flowers and weeds that are poking through the cracks.
They're so resilient.
In the most inhospitable of places they still seem to grow.
Anyway,
I'm walking back and I don't need to be in the middle of a beautiful environment,
In the middle of the countryside,
In order to get out.
I just love getting out.
And even here you can hear the birds singing.
It's quite a nice leafy area,
There are trees,
There are houses,
There are gardens.
And I had this reflection as I was walking back,
And I just thought,
I just want to share it with you,
Because it came to me so clearly,
And I don't often get these real moments of clarity.
I get inner nudges,
That's how I would call it,
Sort of nudges to go in a particular direction.
But these moments of clarity,
Or seeing something,
Or having a message that feels quite defined,
Is quite rare for me.
But I did have one as I was walking back to my mum's,
And I thought I'd like to share it with you,
And just get your reflections on it today really.
I was lost a little bit in a world of how scruffy and messy man is,
Or the legacy of what we leave behind.
I was walking through the streets of the town on my way back here,
And there were shops,
And there was mess on the pavement,
There was just a sort of tattiness,
General weariness to what I was seeing.
And a bit of an ugliness really,
If I'm honest.
I was walking along a street that's called Sidwell Street,
And that's a legacy,
An echo of a time when there would have been a well on that street.
You know,
There was something special about this street that I was walking along,
Where this well would have been a place where people gathered to get water.
And here it was now,
Just a messy street with shops on either side,
Looking a little bit world weary and worn.
So that's the context.
So I was walking in this environment,
Just wandering and reflecting,
Not in an agitated way,
But just gently thinking,
I wonder what my role is in all of this,
I just don't really understand.
And what came to me in that moment was,
Rather than me looking at how I could be of service to the world and get out and do stuff in the world,
What came to me was this strong image of me being a conduit of love.
And I'm going to expand on that a little bit more,
Because it was quite a clear image.
And like I say,
It's unusual for me to get an image like this.
But I felt as though I could see that in the same way that maybe you're in a very stuffy room,
Or there's a little lack of oxygen in a room and there's a vent that's letting in some fresh air,
And you catch that fresh air and you breathe it in and it feels so wholesome and extraordinary.
That for me is what it felt like I was being called to be in the world,
Is to be a vent,
To be a portal,
A place where freshness can come into the world.
So rather than try and enforce,
It's not even enforce,
That's too strong a word,
But rather than beat people over the head with what I'd like to say,
It's like,
No,
Be the place that people come to.
And actually the well,
The Sidwell,
The well that would have existed in that street in Exeter,
That would have been a place that people came to.
The well was the source of nourishment.
The well was the place that drew people to draw water.
And I see in a way that that's what my role is.
It's not to try and share a big strong message and get people to follow me.
It's just to be this well of love or this air vent of love that people are drawn to and in breathing it or drinking the waters of the well,
They too realise that they are connected to that very same energy themselves.
Anyway,
I just thought I'd share that with you today.
So let me know your thoughts on this reflection on being a well or being the conduit for love in life.
