Nature Therapy: A collection of poetry based on

the most inspiring passages from Scott Stillman’s

works.

A blend of raw beauty and heartbreaking

vulnerability, Stillman's poetry is a profound

exploration of what it means to feel deeply.

Each verse guides us toward a deeper

understanding of our place in the universe,

and the healing potential that nature offers

the weary soul.

"we are born with playfulness—

and play we will

until we’re taught that life is serious

there are very important things to be done

and we must focus not on the present

but on the future

happiness is stolen from us

and projected to an imaginary place

that we can never reach

we become lost in the illusion

that happiness resides in the future

a practical joke

we’ve played on ourselves"

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“our mind-dominated world

is one of straight lines

boxes, and grids

every last scrap of awareness

sucked out by an ever-expanding army

of glowing rectangles

at times when i close my eyes

they are all i can see

i can feel it happening to myself

walking down the street

a zombie among the walking dead

who are all of these people?

what are they doing?

who am i?

have we all forgotten?

then i know it’s time

to leave this world—

just temporarily

taking sanctuary

to the mountains and deserts

back of beyond, where the pavement ends

to wilderness, the gateway to the soul”

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“i’ll never take for granted the privilege to walk

one foot in front of the other

in the direction of my own choosing

the opportunity to get lost

so that i might find myself again

each time i’m surprised at what i find

wilderness is my church

my teacher, my mentor, my psychologist

my mother, my savior

the school of life

where we learn not from books

nor words, nor lectures

a classroom where we learn

not from that which thinks

but that which knows

the lesson is truth itself

i can no more explain this

than i can explain the sparkle in a baby’s eyes

or falling in love for the first time

or the agony of heartbreak

the loss of a child

the death of a dream

good, bad, or ugly—

truth is undeniable

it cannot be run from

nor grasped by the mind

only experienced by the soul

truth is what i come out here to find”

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