Moving Inward

Moving Inward

Something I’m thinking about today…

In the decades of my youth, I believed that friends and intimates walked as one—that we were on the same page and understood one another so well in, what I believed to be, our shared mutual journey. Through time and experience, I’ve learned that our lives are separate and unique, and we are lucky to share time together on the road, walking side by side for a day, a year, or if one is really lucky, a lifetime. As much as I’d like to have loved ones in my life always, folks that I thought would be with me forever have come and gone, and I’m sure they may feel the same way about me. My lesson? To let go, move on, and be open to fresh beginnings and the new lessons still to be learned.

For me, these shorter days of winter are a good time to think about things like this, and the slower paced season lets me practice being still, turning inward, waiting for the light that is just around the corner to illuminate the next step along the way…whether together or alone.

So while I’m pondering these thoughts, I’m in my kitchen making a big pot of savory stew, thinking of the many blessings in my life—my family, my friends, my home, my work…as I use my hands in a walking meditation.

The world turns so fast. Take some time to breathe my friends, and be grateful always.