I went for a walk today and it was beautiful. I have been trying to talk myself into going for a walk for a while. I mean I used to walk 4 miles 3 -5 times a week. Well this walk was probably half a mile round trip and that is ok. It is a start. It had no destination and was just to walk and along the way I celebrated beauty. Beauty in moss and dogs and the intertwining of leashes, the water, boats, and sky. This morning I asked to let go of my control of my desire to walk and look what happened. Thank you God/Universe/Holy Spirit/Mom & Dad/all you Saints and
Angels!