nātūra. A power, a force, a beauty, an infinite source. The dominant force of Nature will always win. It speaks to us but we do not listen. It gives us hope, it comforts and frightens us at the same time. It is the wind in our hair, the rain running down our back, it is the sun burning our skin that make us feel weak. It is these massive mountains, these giant proud trees and these deep endless deserts that shockingly remind us how minuscule we are. It is this shock that puts us in our place, this is a shock we all need.