One of my great sorrows in life is how many decades the agoraphobia & avoidance has driven me to stay indoors and away from the natural environment I love so very much. I too am terrified of ticks so I don't go out in the woods hardly ever anymore. But I've brought the earth into my home as much as I can so I do not feel so out of touch while I am working to feel comfortable hiking again.
In my kitchen, I have several plants that are very hard to kill. I also have many rocks, pussy willow branches, and hanging herbs and dried flowers. I have statues of toads and toadstools, butterflies, birds, and hang bird feeders outside of my windows so I can sit inside and watch them.
I've put arrangements of silk & dried flowers in each room of my main level. My home is decorated in earth tones which I find soothing. I have bamboo plants which just need water and some basic fertilizer once in awhile. I do have some earth just by itself in some terracotta pots which I can just touch and hold in my hand or dig in for comfort.
I have some nice wood flooring which I love to walk barefoot on. The images I have for decoration tend to be of nature. I have different musical instruments made out of natural woods. I even have a wooden hand frog that has a stick which, when rubbed along the back, makes a frog sound realistic enough that the tree frogs around my home will answer to.
The strange thing is, I had all these things long before I every even considered trying out a non-Christian spiritual path. I suspect this is why once I started reading on all the wonderful varieties of different ways of honoring the divine within and without, it felt like I was coming home.