December around these parts is normally gray and overcast. Since there are so many lights and events and decor all around, we don’t tend to complain about it. Too much.
But this year was a special one. Days filled with some rain, but a fair amount of sun too, and then, oh glorious mother nature, she brought us some snow.
With my early Christmas present in my pocket (iPhone5), I head out on many a walk to breathe in all that soul food, then quench my creative juices with snapshots. Joy be. Oh, and throw in a little iPhone panorama photo for the novel factor.
I have never figured out how to meditate in a still place, but these walks, they are my meditation. Thoughts free themselves to soar in wind drifts with the eagles, while I stay grounded and just be. Breathing in, breathing out. Soul space and energy increase, negativity and idleness diminish.
Having walked by these woods hundreds of times, it comes as a surprise when I suddenly just stop in awe. Though I have seen these trees so many times, today’s barren branches laced in white hiding squawking eagles while the rays burst through has me stop and appreciate every moment I’ve been here. The hurried ones and panicked ones, sauntering ones and training ones. Not one walk, I appreciate, has been the same. The view, mood, pace, company, weather have never duplicated. Inhale. Exhale. Thankfulness.
Nature called this month.
And I answered.