I was once told that my brain was “dangerously powerful.” I can’t think of a better description. I spent a long time seeking to understand my own mind, and with the help of wonderful counsellors, I gained an immense amount of self-knowledge and learned tools and strategies that improved my mental health to a degree I never could have dreamed.
 

Then, I moved back to Vancouver after living in big East Coast cities for over a decade. I started meandering trails in the centuries-old forests directly across the street from my new home, and from my very first walk, I was captivated by how beautiful the trees were. I continually found myself noticing when sunlight hit the path in a unique way; when snow transformed the space into a winter wonderland; and when the colours of fall littered the ground. I grew to love the sounds of birds chirping, and the gurgling of creeks and small streams. I began eagerly breathing in the fresh air and faint smells of a Christmas tree. I became mindful of where I was choosing my footsteps, so I didn’t trip on rocks or roots. In brief—walking the trails brought me out of my head and into my senses.  I had been intentionally working towards this goal for years; now, it was just happening, absolutely effortlessly. The ability to be meaningfully present ultimately extended to my life outside of the forest, too, and led to a much more comprehensive understanding of what it means to be well. 

It is now my personal and professional belief that actively connecting to our body and our environment is an essential component of cultivating good mental health. I am passionate about taking clients outside because it allows for the same head start on this aspect of their journey that I had on mine.

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