Every day during lent I would go to church and stand before the plaque reciting the prayers. Always self conscious of whether I was doing the prayer in the right way. Unsure of myself, fearful. Not sure if it was working to make me less of a sinner. Not sure how to feel forgiven. Finally breaking ties with an unforgiving church.

I took refuge in nature. Nature is my church. Her vastness, her power, beauty creating a sense of awe and inspiration. I would paddle her waterways, sail on her seas, hike through the trees and sleep under her stars…

Heather D Reynolds

Climber, Adventurer, Yogini, Kinesiologist, Author, Teacher

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