I am in awe of the perfection of nature and our earth and world, and like to watch the dance of the changing of seasons. Though you can watch it from anywhere, there is no place more magical than being in nature with nature. You slow down, you become more mindful and you catch glimpses of things that Mrs. Jones driving to the mall while texting, will probably never see.
We have some trails by our house that are beautiful with a serene creek running through and beaches for Stormi (my constant companion) to swim (did I say swim? I meant wade) and jump around and well, just to act like a dog.
Storm and I decided to get out of the house and tackle the trails. Keep in mind, she is still a good 10 lbs. overweight from a leg injury. Actually, I have come to worry more about her weight than my own. Seriously! It’s kind of cool because when you are doing something for someone else, it is easier to make it a priority than if it’s something for yourself…as wrong as that is. I know I need to get that 10 lbs. off of her so she can be healthy, so I am out every morning and every evening with her. The bonus? My weight manages itself now.
Back to my point…I noticed that when we came home from our “nature time” I felt so good, and happy and carefree. I can honestly say the effects of our trail walks last throughout the day, and I am a better person for it, though that isn’t the only reason for my childish excitement when it’s time to go. The reason is…an extra glint in my dog’s eyes, an extra hop in her step, a big smile on her face with her tongue hanging out. She is so happy when she is sniffing bushes and running down the trail and chasing squirrels. She acts like SUCH a dog! That may sound weird to you, but it is refreshing to me after seeing countless dogs in couture outfits being carried around in crazy-expensive purses.
There is something about nature that speaks to all beings…we just have to take the time to listen.