My freshman and I went for a trail walk yesterday. It was a gorgeous, late afternoon stroll through our generous mountain trails. Every time I walk these paths I am reminded of the beauty right in my own backyard. It stops me in my own footsteps and forces me to breathe and inhale the good fortune of my very existence.
These times with my family are and will be some of my greatest memories. Its our time to talk, share, catch-up on each others life inspirations. I treasure these walks. I always will hold them close in all my senses......... the breathtaking scenery.......the green smell of the trees.......the musty smell of the creek running very still now......dodging the sights and smell of horse manure along the way......seeing new creatures; horses, goats, alpacas, donkeys, bunnies, stink bugs, varieties of dogs, and lizards......the sounds of meaningful conversation, crunching leaves, gravel and hardened mud at our feet........the familiarity of these paths, walking them without thinking, knowing where they will always end up....home.
If we have to ever leave this place in the world, it is these walks I will take with me as I continue on my own life-path....my continuous life-trail walk. I pray that I will always have loved ones in my life to walk them with, to breathe them in with...
May your trail walks, wherever they are, never be alone........
and always, without thinking.....
lead you home.
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