A Day in the Life
I’ve been dealing with sciatica (oh, yeah, it’s a big pain in the butt!) so have been walking a lot around my neighborhood. It’s easy. I don’t have to drive anywhere and I can just roll out of bed (literally!), get dressed, tie my shoes and go.
While chatting with friends the other day, I was saying (it may have been more like a whine) how boring it gets. Same scenery everyday even if I change up the route. Sometimes, I catch myself looking down at my feet instead of my surroundings. As I got into my story, the conversation nudged a memory from something that happened a few days earlier.
There’s a pasture bordering the east side of my neighborhood that is usually just empty pasture, but now in late spring the cattle are there with their little shy ones, hanging around, munching and mooing on the other side of the barbed wire. As the sidewalk curves close to the fence, I stopped to say, “Hello” with a spring in my step and gladness in my heart. I started to sing. (Yes, I did!)
Some minor interest (conveyed by tail swinging and ear twitching) inspired me to continue and then it was time to be moving along. Stepping forward, a wee one who had been standing closest, bounds forward alongside me on the other side of the the fence and then dashes off towards the herd, kicking her feet, as if to say, See ya!
It doesn’t sound like much but it made my morning. In fact, my friends said it didn’t sound boring at all!
Okay, so maybe you don’t have any cows on your path, but there’s some thing – or things – to notice. It may be birds or squirrels or plants blooming. Remember to look up! This can be the practice of walking. A day in your life. Traveling to the mountains or ocean isn’t necessary to find special places and moments. The present is right outside your door. Call your walking partner and go see.