Do you ever think about how much time you devote to thinking or worrying about what other people are doing, saying or even why they’re doing or saying it?
Do you ever discover the answer? If so, does that answer bring you joy and a feeling of well-being and connection, or does it leave you feeling frustrated and upset?
Each time you find yourself wondering why someone did or said something, instead of staying on that train of thought, you shift your focus away from them and bring it to yourself. Once your thoughts are with you, let them float softly on the air, letting yourself wonder about what it is that offers kindness and love to your tender self.
“If it wasn’t for my walking buddy, I really don’t think I would get myself outside for walks. She is my support, my accountability and my encouragement. Having a friend to walk with 1-2 times a week has changed my life for the best.”Cheryl, WomenWalking member
Having someone to walk with can make all the difference in your life. It’s not just having someone to talk to, but having a companionship to stretch your boundaries and explore a little.
It may sound weird, but sometimes the thought of going out into the open space, even around your neighborhood, can feel scary; it can feel vulnerable. If you know you will be with someone, the whole idea of being exposed drifts away.
Walking can be a joyful experience; bubbles of extraordinary contained within the ordinary of everyday walks. When was the last time you took pause to notice one of those small moments that brings such richness to life?
Shoes on, door open, slide back the ceiling to reveal the magic of the outdoors.
Even if only for a walk around your neighborhood. Nature is alive and perfect company. Birds are busy, flitting here, chirping there (have you ever witnessed two tiny birds chasing and screaming at a hawk?). What about the riotous colors, shapes and fragrances of plants and flowers (yes, we can dream of spring). Or the first snowfall that is so quiet, gentle and soft.
You think about getting out for a walk but somehow time passes and it doesn’t happen. You think about joining a walking group but the timing never seems to work with your schedule. You think, Oh, if only I had someone to walk with, I’d feel motivated to go out. But you just don’t have anyone and it’s time consuming and frustrating to try to find someone. Now what?
Time for a change. Now. This moment. Time passes and whether or not you make a choice, you’ve made a choice. Even though saying it out loud can feel scary, take the step for you.
Nature awaits you right outside your door. Start small. Small successes grow and flourish.
The other morning early, out for a walk on my usual loop, I was heading east through the neighborhoods and out to the pasture that borders the houses. Turning to pick up the sidewalk that runs adjacent and then a cross over the wooden bridge and away from civilization.
This may be a bit of an exaggeration since if I turn around I can see tons of homes, but facing forward feels like an adventure into nature. Wide open land, trees, cattle, horses, birds, hawks, geese, sky, clouds and fog.
Maybe it’s because they’re mammals, but cows are always endlessly fascinating to watch. Standing there observing, there’s a hint of movement out of the corner of my eye in the next pasture. A fox?
Why does the arrival of December seem to come as a surprise? Perhaps it’s the turn around; the looking back instead of ahead. It is the end of a calendar year. But if you take away the idea of “time,” as in a calendar sort of way, and instead proceed as usual on to the next month, it doesn’t seem quite so extraordinary.
Recognition of the conclusion of one year and the beginning of the next does offer us the occasion for celebration. A time to stop and consider life. A time to reflect and take it all in.
A time to let go of the resistance we hold: to time, to change, to what we don’t like, to what makes us unhappy.
In Honor and Tribute
to Firefighters, Police, Medical Personnel
& All who give of themselves, opening heart and home
What happens to community when there’s a crisis? We humans come together!
October 9, 2017, fire broke out near where I live. It became multiple fires and spread very quickly due to the fierceness of the winds.
People died; more than 7,500 homes and structures were dstroyed; many more people were and have been displaced and evacuated to evacuation centers, to friends and family homes, hotels/motels, anywhere people could find a safe place to bring themselves and their beloved animals.
People woken abruptly in the middle of the night, groggy and disoriented, having to flee from the fire with nothing but the clothes they wore, not knowing if they would return to a home or to ashes. Not knowing if they would make it out alive. Not knowing where their animals were.
Neighbors and strangers knocking on doors to get people out of their homes and safe.
Smoke filled the air for miles around as the fire raged and burned, carrying small particles of the structures that were burning, making it dangerous to breathe, to be outside or even open windows and doors.
Help and welcome has been everywhere and abundant. So much so there were signs saying, No More Donations Please. So so many people pitching in to help strangers who needed it; to help one another. Strong, incredible leadership. So much kindness.
What a world we live in. One day people are hating on each other, the next they’re diving in to save a life.
What shape, sound or color does a conversation feel like? Is it bold and brassy or intimate and whispery? Does it feel hot like the sun or frigid as ice? Does conversation draw you in like a magnet leaving you wanting more or does it feel so scary that you want to run as far and fast as possible? Is it the size of the moon or as small as a dandelion?
The conversation that can be experienced with some when walking outdoors for could be all of the above, but the likely hood of it being a positive powerful experience is profoundly possible. Why? Because the movement of walking incites the flow of energy and thoughts. It delivers vitality to a space and place for thinking. When life force and emotions get to connect with the wonderful world of the
My friend and I agreed to meet at a local park for a walk because it was a beautiful day and we both wanted to get out for a bit of a stretch.
Since I had a little time before a business meeting, I thought I’d just get there, take the walk and go to the next stop on my calendar. As we began walking, I was aware that I was feeling in a hurry, distracted because I was on a time frame due to my next meeting.
I’m not sure exactly when or how it happened, but at some point I noticed that I wasn’t thinking about my next appointment. Actually, I’d forgotten about it as I became immersed in the beauty and serenity of the day. Leaves sparkled. Birds swooped and called. Lizards scrambled for cover. Trees creaked and
The other day, I stopped for gas at a station that was very busy and of course I was in a hurry. Plus, I get frustrated even having to stop for gas. When I get inside to pay, there was a big line of people waiting for the one and only cashier. Thoughts buzzing through my head. Do I want to wait? How long will it take? Can I somehow cut this line?
The impatience clearly must have showed on my face as I heaved a huge exasperated sigh. Turning to see how far the line went, my glance falls on a very large, very dark man with gold teeth and Rastafarian hair who’s looking at me and gently asks, “You just getting gas? You can go in front of me.”