Arriving home with wet shoes, wet feet and a happy heart always reiterates
the relevance of the name of my current blog.
I really am at my most happiest when I’m out walking and exploring,
even if that entails getting wet and muddy.
This particular post is a deviation from the normal posts on this blog.
They’re usually about the AOB photography challenge.
This morning’s walk though was so invigorating and refreshing
- and wet and muddy -
that I had to share some of the images.
And try to put into words just how necessary rambles like this are.
To the psyche.
To the body.
To the heart.
They’re my panacea for life.
Even when I fall over.
As I did this morning.
In the words of Thomas Moore (author and philosopher)
“The ordinary arts we practice every day
are of more importance to the soul than their simplicity might suggest.”
I couldn’t agree more.
It’s the tiny things we choose to do on a daily basis that make us happy.
|The blue skies and sunshine have vanished. |
That thunderstorm is about to drop it's load and soak me.
Walking is one of mine.
As is talking to birds.
Jumping in puddles.
And that first sip of coffee - don’t get me started.
So many little things contribute to the way we feel each day.
I know though, without a shadow of doubt,
that my every day needs to begin with a walk.
It sets me up body, soul and mind.
|This gorgeous little Fantail was flying around my feet as I walked. |
How I didn't stand on him, I don't know!
How do I even begin to explain the feelings that well up inside when I’m walking.
I have split second moments of gratitude that leave me feeling euphoric.
Light bulb moments of brilliance that solve problems I didn’t even know I had.
Creative visions that have me grabbing the camera out of my backpack.
And then there are moments that go above and beyond even trying to capture them on camera.
Those are the times I stand in awe and allow it all to wash over and through me.
That's what walking does for me.
How blessed am I.