A Reflection on Grounding, Instinct, and Returning Home

The other morning, I found myself watching birds gathered in the dirt… fluttering, rolling, and covering themselves in Earth. At first glance, it seemed simple. Ordinary even. But the longer I watched, the more something inside of me softened.

The birds were not performing. They were not attempting to optimize themselves. They were not disconnected from their instincts or trying to mentally force themselves into regulation. Their bodies simply knew what they needed. And perhaps ours do too.

There is something deeply humbling about witnessing nature remember itself so effortlessly while humans often struggle to feel connected to their own bodies, emotions, and inner rhythms. Many of us have been conditioned to live almost entirely from the mind… constantly analyzing, anticipating, performing, scrolling, producing, and reacting. Over time, the nervous system can become overwhelmed from the sheer pace and stimulation of modern life.

And yet, nature continues whispering reminders.

Slow down. Breathe.

Touch the earth.

Come back.

I often find that healing does not always arrive through grand revelations. Sometimes it enters quietly through the smallest moments… hands in the garden soil… bare feet on the ground… a deep breath after finally noticing tension in the shoulders… sunlight through the trees… sitting in stillness long enough to hear yourself again.

These moments may appear simple, but simplicity does not mean insignificant. The body speaks in subtle language.

A racing mind.

A clenched jaw.

Exhaustion.

Restlessness.

The inability to slow down.

The longing to create.

The desire to disappear into nature for a while.

These are not failures. Often, they are invitations. Invitations back into relationship with ourselves. Within my work through Crow Theory™ and the Holistic Wellness Wheel™, I frequently return to the idea that true healing is not about becoming someone else… it is about remembering who we are beneath the noise, conditioning, survival patterns, and overstimulation.

Nature does not apologize for cycles; The trees release leaves when needed. Animals rest instinctively. The tides pull back before returning again. Birds gather in the dirt because their bodies understand restoration.

Humans, too, were designed to live in relationship with rhythm, rest, connection, creativity, and the Earth itself. Perhaps grounding is not something we achieve. Perhaps it is something we remember. Lately, I feel many people sensing this inward pull… a desire to simplify, reconnect, slow down, create more intentionally, and return to what feels authentic and alive.

Not perfectly. Not all at once. But honestly. Maybe healing begins there. Not in forcing. Not in performing wellness. But in allowing ourselves to come back into conversation with the body, the breath, the Earth, and the quiet wisdom already living within us.

The birds reminded me of that. And perhaps they are reminding you as well.

Truth Be it Is