It was a little harder to walk this week. Part of me wants to say it was the weather, but part of it was definitely the resistance that comes with change.
I’ve realized that when i’m walking, I get to be me. The world is still and I don’t hide from my largeness. I feel whole. I focus in on capturing nature’s tiny moments and my head clears up. I get geeked and stare in awe at how amazing life is and wonder how it’s possible that something so simple could bring me so much joy.
There’s something growing inside me and these walks are feeding it well.