Yes, even this morning as I walked the dogs out in the fields (sage, juniper, coyotes and rabbits, oh and wild horses too) I found my favorite spot beneath a 200-year-old Juniper and dissolved myself into my surroundings. I don't think I could live without the walking and the dissolving.
Lucky dogs though, I figure I walk a little more than a thousand miles a year with them... at least. They have learned to come wait for me patiently as I meditate. Here is my favorite Rumi post of the day: "Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place." Peace be unto you.