This is something I always encourage people to do at some stage when I lead a retreat: Lie down in the grass, face down to experience the earth in close proximity. Give it time. If the ground is wet and/or it is raining this is particularly powerful [though perhaps best done in waterproofs!] Then lie on your back facing the sky. Again give this plenty of time. Give earth and sky your deep attention. Not surprisingly perhaps, a common experience in this is that of 'being held'.
At mayBe's Eucharist this weekend we were working with the opening part of the great creation myth [myth as a story more deep and 'true' than any factual account] from Genesis 1. We also read this from the late great John O'Donohue:
We enter the world as strangers who all at once become heirs to a harvest of memory, spirit and dream that has long preceded us and will now enfold, nourish and sustain us. The gift of the world is our first blessing.Our time in the grass was a small attempt to get back in touch with that blessed gift of the world.