Reconnect with Nature and Ignite Your Creativity
Have you ever felt a bit… flat? Not disastrously so, like terrible things are happening. More like tiny things are happening and you feel fine, but not fully alive. Not inspired. Not excited.
That was me about 6 weeks ago. Not trying to reconnect with nature at all. Just minding my business. Everything was okay, yet my days were somewhat forgettable.
Then a barred owl changed everything.
I was walking my dog at dusk and heard the owl hooting in the opposite direction from where I was going. I kept trying to stay on the efficient path — this was my dog’s favorite direction and where, erm, there were predictable results in terms of “output.”
Yet with each step away from the sound, I felt an irresistible, almost unstoppable, call to turn around. Finally switching directions, we walked quickly toward the persistent creature. I spotted it in an oak tree just a few yards away from me, its body bigger than my small dog. Instead of flying off, it looked right at me and loudly hooted, its whole body pumping with the effort of its vocalizations.
I had the strangest sensation of leaving my world and entering its world. All sense of time disappeared as we locked eyes. Outside noises disappeared, my self-focused thoughts evaporated, and it was just this yellow-beaked messenger and I in wordless, wonder-filled conversation.
It felt like an invitation to reconnect with nature — not in a grand, wilderness-trekking way, but in a subtle, deeply personal sense.
Eventually the spell broke and I left, almost dazed from the encounter.
Around midnight, I heard it again. This time, it brought a group of owls with it. The noises they made outside my tidy little window weren’t the hoot-talk of earlier, but a surreal, almost uncontrollable caterwauling. It felt like a powerful, primitive ritual was happening. They were unrestrained. Fierce. I lay there wide awake, transported, enchanted, even a little scared as I thought of my beloved squirrels who nest in that tree.
I woke up the next morning zinging with energy. It felt like someone had connected an electric cord to me. Just like Scrooge the morning after his encounters with the three ghosts, I felt light and gleeful.
I think as humans we tend to get stuck in our familiar world. In order to escape, we think we need that vacation to Cancun. Or the fancy new car. Or the big adventure. We think that’s what will jumpstart our creative juices and bring us back to life.
However, it’s much simpler than that.
All we really need is to escape our own habitual thinking, if even for a few moments. To slow our inner chatter and let curiosity lead us to the other worlds right under our noses. To reconnect with nature in a way that stirs something ancient and imaginative in us. As John O’Donahue says, “What happened to our wildness? We covered it over and got lost in our minds.” Thankfully the owls shook me out of my trance and opened a window, reconnecting me with nature — something much bigger and wilder.
“The space in-between is where whispers speak and silence sings and mystery threads its way along your edges, whispering: hold on, breathe, pause, and be.”
Sometimes, we don’t even realize how far we’ve drifted from that original spark — the one that knew how to marvel at clouds or felt giddy spotting mushrooms after the rain. It’s easy to normalize disconnection when the world moves so fast. But in those moments when we reconnect with nature, something quiet and true slips back in. We stop needing to explain ourselves or fix anything. We just belong. That belonging isn’t flashy or loud — it’s mossy, rooted, and ancient. It reminds us that awe doesn’t live in big events, but in noticing what’s been waiting for us all along.
That sense of inner wildness, passion and possibility has stayed with me ever since. And while I’ve always been a nature lover, every day I seem to peel away more conventional layers and release into a vaster, more enlivening mystery. My creativity is looser and more expansive as I let go of the reins and let awe take me away.
Each walk since then has become a tiny ritual — a chance to reconnect with nature, not just as an observer, but as someone stepping back into the world’s wild rhythm.
You don’t need a ticket to a rainforest or a silent retreat in the mountains. Sometimes, to reconnect with nature, all it takes is a hoot in the distance, a pause, and the willingness to follow.
About the Author
Carolyn Scarborough is an award-winning writing/creativity coach, author and mentor who clears the path back to your creative essence and what matters most. She dissolves blocks and reconnects people to their authentic voice, purpose and happiness through deep, intuitive listening. To see upcoming events, go here, or for an overview of services, go here.
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