Walking... breathing in, breathing out. Time passes, an hour or more. Walking.
Steps taken? Not known. Distance travelled? Not known. Pace kept... not known and certainly not concerned about. The walking is not about exercise it is but a means to the peace, to the connection.
When I walk my mind changes direction. Where it may have been going straight ahead North, it turns abruptly and heads out West. It takes the winding back roads and the dusty not so trodden paths.
I sometimes walk the same route, but each time it is as if I have never wandered there before. Occasionally I look out from my minds eye and find that I have absolutely no idea where I am or which direction I have come from.
I am only aware of the beauty surrounding me. I feel an almost out of body experience as I traverse through the neighbour hood. I could be anywhere in the world. I could be anybody, somebody, nobody.
Although I feel I should be used to this beauty, the colours of our world still catch me by surprise. I am humbled by the colours and patterns of tree bark and I have to feel it. I touch everything... the softness of hedges, splintered fences and sodden moss. The light that glows through leaves amazes me as does intricate cobwebs.
It sounds to me when I read this that you must think me odd. Perhaps some spaced out nymph in white flowing scarves, angel wings and glitter. But I am not. I just tune in to this background of perfect design and wonder when I walk. The noise of my life stops. This is meditation.
I don't need to sit crossed legged, palms open, chanting ohm (Although sometimes I do) This walking meditation calms me, inspires me and connects me to all that is.
Am I the only one who walks like this? In and out of body. Walking... breathing in, breathing out. Raising up and out, expanding?
Feeling stressed today? Just walk it out. Sad?...walk. Confused? Don't know what to do, walk, walk, walk. Notice the leaves, the concrete, the sand or whatever is around you. Look up, look out. Touch, listen, smell. Be aware of unusual letterboxes, rooflines, shadows and sounds. It won't be long until you have disconnected with your current woes and are feeling relaxed and filled with joy. From this place of calm all things are possible.
Walking. Breathing. Letting go. This is meditation at it's best.
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