On My Walk…

Today, all of nature got the memo that spring has officially begun. At least that’s how it is here in Texas. The day was awash with blue skies, a breeze, new grass the once a year lime to kelly green color, trees with  baby tender leaves. I saw all these flowers with only buds. I have to wait and have faith a bit to see what kind of flowers will unfold.

In yoga, I’m learning to breathe more deeply and so I closed my eyes and breathed in spring. It smelled like fresh leaves and grass, cypress and floral. I wondered how many other springs I’ve raced through forgetting to notice; forgetting to breathe.

While I walked my Twitter feed exploded with news about political investigations and accusations and everyone’s opinion on all of it. I care but not now. Not while I’m on my walk. Not while spring is making a debut. Not when it smells like this and I now know how to breathe.

Today on my walk, I paused. There’s a bench right at this little lake and so I took the hint and sat. I never really noticed how accurately that lake reflects the sky. I never understood why older people were depicted as sitting on park benches all day or rocking endlessly on porches. I get it now. There is so much to notice.

My favorite poet, Mary Oliver, wrote, “It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world.” Yes, it is, especially in spring.

I know there is trouble in our world. There is hunger and hurting. There are diagnoses and dangers. People I know have lost those they love. But, on my walk today, I noticed it was spring. That is certainly something.

 

2 thoughts on “On My Walk…

  1. Tammy Daniel

    As I read your blog, we are sitting at the Corner Cafe at Disneyland watching families plan their next move, the balloon lady struggle to get just the right one, and clouds of bubbles that stream from bubble wands. We’re enjoying one last Disney day before moving back to TX and I think we’re the most relaxed people here.

    Reply
  2. Karen Watson

    All our birds seem

    to sing more now too! I love having my coffee and sitting on my porch and watching spring and all the different species of birds that
    come to the feeder. Lovely time in the morning.

    Reply

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