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Journal 9
Jake Sexton
“No, we don’t need more sleep. It’s our souls that are tired, not our bodies. We need nature. We
need magic. We need adventure. We need freedom. We need truth. We need stillness. We don’t
need more sleep, we need to wake up and live.” ~Brooke Hampton
Max was dreadfully tired. He was getting so sick of his daily 9-6 job. Even though he
enjoyed the work, lately he felt as though he was running on low fuel every single day. He was
unwittingly doing the same thing day in and day out, getting stuck in the same lousy schedule.
He knew something needed to change. Max got enough sleep lately, thinking that maybe the
reason for all this exhaustion was not getting enough sleep, but that seemed to do extremely little
One thing that Max hadn’t done for a while due to the dreadful weather as of late and
being too busy with work, family, and his social life was going to the beautiful Olympic National
Park. He felt a strange, but comforting connection with nature and wondered if that would help
his well-being at all. Maybe that had to do with his Dad, and the first time they ever went to the
Forest.
He often thought about the first time he ever went to the National Park, with his father all
those years ago. The mountains and Max’s dad had a similar serene, calm presence that Max
loved to be around. When they went to the park for the first time, Max remembered what his dad
told him about the mountains. He would say “Max, the Earth and the sky, woods and the fields,
lakes and the rivers, the mountain, and the sea, are excellent teachers, and teach some of us more
than what we could learn from books.” Max didn’t understand what he really meant by that at the
time, but He remembered how he couldn’t stop thinking about the birches he saw in the forest in
Washington, the sunbeams penetrating through, illuminating the green vegetation along the top,
and The blue sky clear enough to drink, big enough to live beneath. Max missed his father dearly
and his passing was a source of great sadness and stress, but The National Park gave him
something to reflect on what his father's presence felt like, as well as the quality time they spent
After all this reflection Max had about nature and how he felt so united to it, he decided
The time had come to start on his adventure. As Max was driving, he was able to
adequately reflect and think about the things that were happening in his life. He was trying to
process unprocessed emotions, he thought about what made him sad, what made him happy,
what made him angry. He looked around and saw no other cars, no other travelers around. In
moments like this, He felt as though he was a tiny figure beholding an unknown power that lives
deep behind the night sky. Even when Max was all alone, he felt like someone outside of his
world was watching him. Maybe, just maybe it was his dad watching over him. The beauty of
what he saw and peace he felt transcended his spirit and gave him a hint of this strange being’s
identity. For that reason, Max didn’t feel alone being in the immensity of nature.
Max reflected on a book he recently read by Rick Bass, the author of A Texas Childhood,
Bass realized he is not the one causing the joy experienced by himself and his daughter
Lowry, but something in his natural surroundings. Max would come to learn that Nature brings
us delight and peacefulness when we reanimate the sacred bond that we universally share with it.
As he drove up the forest, he looked around to see the magnificent mountains all around him, the
beautiful shades of green, and the distinct presence of the graceful Pacific Ocean.
He finally made it to his end destination. Cape Flattery, his favorite place in the whole
entire world. He set up his Hammock and began to play the song “Mother Nature’s Son” by the
Beatles on his Ukelele. When he was capable of closing his eyes, he did so and in doing so he
was allowing himself to soar across the landscape of his mind, his place of happiness had always
been high up on the branch of a tree, away from the business of life and the noise of the city. The
pale moon illuminated the dusky sky and invited the shadows of the trees to engage in a solemn
dance. As he looked out to see the rocks so wonderfully crafted by the mighty ocean, as he
listened to the waves crash upon the land, to smell the fresh pine trees that were unlike anything
in the busy market street of Seattle, as he touched mother nature below him, Max felt something.
He genuinely felt the cheerful serenity, eternal peace, and love he was so desperate to find. He
It is in times like these that made life worth it all to Max. He felt as though there wasn’t a
problem in the world. Until the end of time, nature will continue to be valuable to earth and those
who inhabit it. Not only does nature hold the key to life, but it also provides people a place to
escape to when the outside world becomes too unbearable. Maintaining a relationship with
nature would seem to become essential for living a healthy life. Being surrounded by the fresh
rain smell or a cool winter breeze is all he really needed to feel calm and relaxed. Experiencing
interaction with divine nature was a good way to clear his mind and start the next day renewed.
Max promised himself to begin each day by fixing his eyes on the sun as it appeared above the
Seattle horizon. This gave the sense that Max would gain another day to embark on his dear, but
sometimes tough life. He believed nature is rewarding to those who appreciate its beauty and
treasure it so it may last for the next generation to take advantage of God’s splendid work of art,
and with that, he knew how much he would need to incorporate these trips and adventures into
The greatest peace of this ever so the life-changing experience for max, however, was