By Jill Stark April 25, 2019 — The Sydney Morning Herald There is a park near my apartment that has become like a second home. When anxiety has me in its teeth, it is my place of quiet retreat. I sit listening to the wind whistle through the leaves of the ancient English elms, and, for a while, the chatter in my head is placed on mute. Therapists are prescribing getting out into nature as way to support mental health. The great outdoors is a natural healer. There’s something innately…
