I am so lucky to live where I live. When the children are settled for the night, I pull on my boots and go walking. I do the same walk perhaps 3 or 4 times a week depending on how tired I am and the weather It takes a little over an hour at a good pace. I love it.
It is my yoga, my meditation, my me time. I make a real point of trying not to think, to just 'be'. I try to really listen and hear all the sounds around me. I try to smell and appreciate every little scent. I try to notice how I feel; the wind on my skin, the uneven path under my feet.
It is helping me to feel better, it is helping me to find 'me'. I wish you could come...
through the woods