Once upon a time, about 25 years ago, I was a scruffy 9 year old.
Back then, I drove, YES DROVE (with a best mate), a car all the way from Victoria to Queensland (Australia). It took us a damn long time, in fact I
think it took me a few months because I only got to do the driving on the weekends. Also, the mosquitos started biting after a few hours, so I had to
run back inside for some cream and a cold drink.
Let me describe my car, it looked nothing like a car. Most of it was a 'For Sale' sign which me and a mate found dumped down the street. We
dragged it deep into the forest to a beast of a tree. That formed our 'chassis' which was maybe 10 meters (30 ft) high up in the tree. Us two kids
spent as much time as we could, chopping bits of branches up and joining them up. At the end of each building session, we'd both sit up in that tree
which had a great view, and pull up to the service station.
Sticks were used to 'fill-r-up' and we'd just cruise along, minds racing much more than that car! It was awesome. It was being a kid. It was
It's been so long since I had remembered back to those moments, and I have this video to thank for it. Please take the time to watch (ideally, go
fullscreen via youtube). This video will bring a wet tear to your eye, as it does for me. Its music and art is breathtaking.
Now that you've watched that, do what I'm planning on doing this weekend with my kids.
Take a child by the hand, and go walking into your nearest forest or woods. Let them free for a while to be children, even if its only for an hour.
(The gorgeous art and music in that video clip by Gotye is amazing, I'll link another of his best pieces, but it is a scary, chilling, emotive piece
that I think is the sound of goosebumps themselves. I'll just link rather than embed otherwise it will clash with my message ^ up there)
Other Clip - Chilling
Thanks, glad you enjoyed it! Your right! In my world here of cookie cutter concrete suburbia, a childs mind is stifled and mangled in so many ways.
This video just brought back to me how special those moments as a kid are.
I really would like to thank you for this magic moment I've just spent with you listening to this beautiful Gotye song (and clip as well) and reading
into your child memories...
I have no words to describe my emotion when something or someone reminds me of the magic insouciance days we lived as a child. Sometimes I wonder if
to be nostalgic of these moments is a good thing.....
I mean each time I talk about my feelings to someone, I heard the exact same thing: "don't look back....", "you're living in the past....", etc...
But what these people just forget is that it's our childhood that really made what we actually are, and that we should always keep as a little shiny
light inside our child memories.
Now, I have two things to dedicate to you:
And the magic French cartoon:
"Où le regard ne porte pas", that could be translated in English by: "Where the sight is out of range", is about the story of a timeless friendship
between four children. (And when I said "timeless", it's really timeless as it's even beyond the death.
BTW, I'm surprised that no more fellow ATS members flagged this thread.
edit on 10-2-2012 by elevenaugust because: (no reason given)
That song was gorgeous! Those kids, looked so...... NATURAL! I swear, without nature its so hard to see how real children should be. Instead, we
see mini-adults worried about how the person in the mirror will be perceived by others.
I'm telling myself the lack of flags is purely because I posted it when the bulk of the ATS audience was in bed. Oh well, at least I reached some
of you, which makes me smile inside!
Had a awesome morning! I was expecting my girls to think it was lame, but after being there for 10 minutes, it happened! They become softer and more
As I sat there soaking in the birds and filtered light through the trees, smelling the fresh rain, I overheard my two girls make up a version of
Peter-Pan, but one of them was a talking dolphin who needed to be fished out of the rising waves to save them. Tinkerbell managed to pull them aboard
using a stick fishing rod!
Kids have been chatting nicer to each other since we got back, everyone seems so much more relaxed. Man, how I wish to live next to a forest again!
I actually lived in Louisiana for a while in the middle of nowhere, our house backed onto a bayou and the scenery there is really quite breathtaking!
So I can understand your love of the swamps! Luckily over here in Oz we dont have much poison ivy (unless its been introduced), there is some rather
large spiders and snakes though, but so long as you slowly back away your fine. (as long as you don't back away into a croc's nest)
Those kids, looked so...... NATURAL! I swear, without nature its so hard to see how real children should be. Instead, we see mini-adults worried about
how the person in the mirror will be perceived by others.
This is why I believe the best therapy for children or adults with depression and anxiety could be as simple as getting back in tune with nature. This
is also found at the shore, er, I mean ocean (excuse my Jersey roots). I have never missed a year without being at some beach in all my life...which
spans over five decades. Many of us know the calming affect of the ocean on our psyche already, and who of us does not become as a child when
surrounded by heaps of soft sand, water, boats, seashells, playful children and seagulls? I am never at a loss for being transported back to an 8
year old child, as I am when at the shore. I love to camp, and the mountains and forests run a close second. The absolute best of both worlds is
mountains and oceans combined, which serves my purpose in Nova Scotia, especially Cape Breton. Ahhhh............
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