Leaves on Trees on my Walk this Morning
“When you bring your attention to a stone, a tree or an animal, something of its essence transmits itself to you. You can sense how still it is and in doing so the same stillness rises within you. You can sense how deeply it rests in being, completely one with what it is and where it is, in realizing this, you too come to a place or rest deep within yourself.”
This morning, I went out for a walk.
I love mailing packages and letters. It is one of my favorite things to do that makes me feel good. This morning I mailed out a couple of cards.
I stopped at the bank to take care of some business.
I walked alone the few short blocks to the shopping mall, the bank, the post office. It was a good walk, wisps of sadness accompanied me, with each step the sadness greeted me, I answered by letting Scott know how much I loved him, and as my words left me, the sadness evaporated into the love I sent him.
Walking the neighborhood, the leaves expressed themselves with bursts of burnt orange and rusty red.
I breathed in the crisp air. It felt good and clear.
I let all of my senses experience the walk.
I am not driving now, and I think that is a good decision.
Walking is so healing.