Monday Church

Been feeling unfocused and restless all day.

Fallen into a bad habit of overwhelm. Confusion. Unwilling and unable to make even the smallest of decisions. Coffee or tea? Push forward or be still?

So I threw on my running shoes, leashed up the dog and went to church.

From before I even got myself onto the trail, I felt better. Lighter. Clearer.

I had a phone conversation with a dear friend while I walked. Oh the marvels of technology!

The experience of the smell of poplar leaves combined with this view of a prairie sky left me feeling connected.

To this beautiful piece of earth.

To my ancestors.

I had the strangest desire to take off my shoes and socks and feel my feet on the earth.

Seemed like a weird thing to do, but what the hell?

I'm learning to listen to those little nudges from deep within.

My logical brain hasn't always led me into the best places, perhaps it's time to learn how to listen to another part of myself.

I have to admit the path wasn't always easy, the little stones made for some painful steps, but then I came across this...

The leaves cushioned each step I took. I was able to relax a little. Perhaps there truly is beauty and comfort in the ending of things.

Happy Autumn everyone. Hoping you find little comforts on your path, no matter how difficult they may be.