Today is the 17th day of my quest into my body’s story of unfolding witness. I am beginning to feel the effect of repetitive motion upon my drive.I am hungry to go out walking every day.
I had worried at first that I would miss some days because life got busy or I was tired, or the weather was daunting. So far, no. That has not happened.
I have made space for myself to have time alone, to reflect in rhythm, to breathe deeply the cool air of our NW Spring to Summer transition.
I am welcoming the new routine of prioritizing the movement of my sacred vessel instead of squeaking it in if time allows. Putting the physical, emotional, creative self first instead of the mental, intellectual, technical processes feels like a deep honoring of awareness for tending the needs of Earth.
The Focus of my daily photo has already begun to shift from the original encounter along my walk, to the larger shamanic journey that is my daily life. It is all the same lens, eyes of wonder and a grateful heart. I am eager for what I will encounter and create with each day’s quest.
I am growing roots into my journey, purpose that outweighs overwhelm or indecision. The desire to move deeper is holding me eye to eye with my intention and face to face with adventure.
The insights I am gathering from being with Nature in her most basic and common incarnations are guiding me toward a greater alignment with essential purpose.
I am finding new and complex ideas beginning to form, glimpses into a broader and richer life vision, the realization that this “simple” journey will yield much more than I can imagine.
Day Sixteen ~ Johnny Jump Up
This Journey is quickly becoming 1000 days of magic at every turn as I am becoming more aware of my body and how magnificent it truly is with its basic need for movement and beauty. That I can give myself what I need by listening with openness and responding with Love, seems so simple yet so often gets overlooked in our culture. I am grateful that I have given myself this gift of deepening into daily life.