Thursday, March 12, 2009
Walking in the snow
Its amazing how when we just stop, we find peace.
Okay, I'm waxing poetic now.
I walked in the snow during my lunch today.
No one else was out.
I wasn't in a hurry to be anywhere.
And I just was.
It was surreal and peaceful and perfect.
There were no children needing me, no husband wanting me, no demands, no needs, just me and my footsteps and snow softly falling on my face.
If you haven't tried it, I suggest you do.
It makes you feel the connection. You know, the one to the big out there that occasionally becomes a small, still voice in our hearts?
Yep. Good for the butt (exercise) and for the soul.