“People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don’t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child—our own two eyes. All is a miracle.” —- Thich Nhat Hanh, The Miracle of Mindfulness: An Introduction to the Practice of Meditation
These times have many of us feeling down or discouraged; some of us are depressed or even fearful. I’m not saying I have the answers. However, if you are reading this blog, you are still here, walking on this earth. Fear not, for this life is a miracle.
Difficulties have often opened my eyes to beauty. I can recall times of loss or grief when I suddenly was struck by something incredibly beautiful…a vivid rainbow, a breathtaking sunset, a field of flowers, a loving embrace. Opening my eyes to a spectacular dawn, knowing that my creator has seen fit to give me yet chance to wake up, to walk on the earth amongst not enemies, but friends. I have another day to make a difference, to see the beauty, to appreciate what have and to share it with others.
In spite of uncertainty, it’s not only that I walk, but how I walk on the earth each day that is the miracle making. I may not do great things, but I remind myself to do the little things, the boring or mundane tasks with love!
I woke up this morning and pulled weeds in my garden. While this is a chore, I discovered the miracle of tomatoes that were ripe and ready to eat! They smelled sweet like the sun and the earth and tasted even better! Even in the weediest of gardens, there is delicious fruit. This chilly August morning is a miracle in the making. I am here to see it! The green grass, the colorful flowers, the sun, the moon, the stars, my job, my friends, my family and my pets…all is a miracle.
I pause for a moment and breathe in fully. When I breathe out, there’s some space to notice what’s around me. Here and there I can see opportunities to help those around me to experience small moments where the miracle of life is revealed. I want those around me to know I notice them and they are a miracle to me.
When I taught yoga in the park on Monday, I noticed and pointed out the rainbow in the sky, while the clouds were sprinkling us with rain. That’s how life is, offering us rainbows if we are willing to see them. Teaching yoga, I remind my students of the miracle of each breath.
When I am with my mom on Sundays, the miracle is that in the darkness of her dementia, I can give her a reason to smile, even if it is only once when I compliment her or when I see her enjoying our art projects. It may not sound like a big thing that I have done, but for me, seeing a smile on her weary face is a miracle.
I encourage you today, to smile at someone, to do a small kindness, to take a moment to enjoy the beauty of walking on this earth. Life is a miracle!
I went on a journey today and like most journeys, it wasn’t about the miles traveled or the destination; it was the memories of the people and places that came before.
On the way home I took an unplanned detour. Why not? After all, I was now alone. While many of my freedoms have been limited lately, today was the Fourth of July, and I felt free. No one knew where I was, or cared; no plans, no invitations, and no expectations. Only my dogs waited at home for me today, and somehow I knew they would understand. My journey continued. I stopped at a place quite familiar to me; a place I had often visited with people I loved. Loved ones who because of circumstance and choice, are no longer with me. I had been longing to return to this place for a while. In part I did this to feel connected with that love and those memories again. And I also wanted to make this place my own.
I began walking the familiar path. My American Flag flip flops probably weren’t the best footwear choice for a trail walk. The river off to my right sparkled and bubbled in the evening sunshine. Drawn to the water, I left the path to climb down the stairway to a winding trail along the river. The memories came flooding back. While the trail was the familiar, it had changed with time.
Being in this place, I felt the presence of my loved ones here. More than mere memories, I felt like little pieces of us had remained here by the river; our words, our laughter, our tears, maybe even a fishing lure. I half expected to hear the sound of a familiar voice, or footsteps behind me.
I was still wearing my flip flops as I walked along the sandy, winding, sloping trail; ducking under branches, climbing over trees. At one point I slipped on the path and slid towards the water. I wasn’t afraid, but that’s the point where I realized my flip flops needed to come off.
How great it felt, finally, to feel my bare feet on the warm, sandy earth! My feet softly gripped the uneven ground, just like they were always meant to do. There was an instant change. More than just memories walked along with me. I was like a child again, filled with the sheer joy of being alive and connected to the nature around me. I was in my element. Dragonflies and other insects buzzed around and led me closer to the river. I came to a point where I could climb down and wade into the water.
The water felt warm and gentle as it swirled and flowed around my feet. It felt soft like silk. I stood there in the water for a long time. It was so peaceful. I continued to plod along the trail, exploring and finding places to climb into the water again and again. My troubles melted away.
Why hadn’t I thought to take my shoes off sooner? Now, in my bare feet, I was transported back in time to a place where I was free. Throughout my childhood, my parents had given me a place to explore freely, and I had embraced it. It was a world where I breathed the fresh air, played in the water, climbed trees and felt the earth between my toes. I lived in my bare feet. Most of the obstacles in this world could be easily surmounted; I simply climbed over them. Love embraces me; surrounded me. I loved the animals, the fish, the birds, and the people in my world. People loved me back. They spoke the truth. I didn’t question whether they truly cared for me. There were no countries, no boundaries, no politics, no fighting (other than some sibling sparring). There was no judging, no drama, no manipulation, no sabotage. I was truly blessed. Love was eternal, unconditional. No one controlled me; they wanted the best for me. As long as I followed some simple and reasonable rules, life was really good.
I felt so alive being barefoot on this winding trail that reminded me of a better time in my life. Remembering it began to fill me with confidence again. The fear of slipping and falling into the river evaporated. My feet were sure and expertly navigated the trail. My feet could breathe again! I could breathe deeply in the fresh air too. This is how I was meant to breathe. I began to feel like myself again and I was filled with peace. I remembered I was someone worthy of being loved. After all, my parents had loved me. Out here in my bare feet, I could finally connect with that love!
As I walked along and waded in the river, the evening was beautiful and perfect. No one could wreck it or make it look ugly. There was no agenda, no threats, no attacks, no criticism. I didn’t mind at all being alone. The love, faith and freedom my parents had given to me, filled me up. I remembered who I was. And who I still am. And I was free!
This river had changed. It wasn’t the same river I had walked along so many times before. Time had passed. The path of the river had changed. I had changed. My recent life experiences were very different from those of my childhood. I had lost people who had chosen to leave me and didn’t love me anymore; and maybe never really did. It hadn’t occurred to me that this was even possible, but it had happened, nonetheless. I now lived in a world where I had to watch my back at all times, could trust very few, and love was anything but a certainty. People have many agendas. The loves I had lost, the experiences we’d shared, were gone for good. The pieces of us whispered in the trees and the water, now only a memory. I had loved as completely as my parents had loved me. I felt my feet on the warm earth and felt like it was time to say goodbye. This loss would always be a part of me, but I decided to leave the memories, the hopes and dreams, along with my tears. I walked away and left them by the river. I watched them float away.
The late evening sunshine glittered on the water. I believed that somewhere out there, exists someone just like me.
As I headed back towards my car, my heart was filled with peace. I really should have taken my shoes off sooner. It’s been such a long time. In my bare feet, I had found myself again. I am loved. I am strong. I am free!
After my hike I walked over to get some ice cream before heading home. Homemade butter pecan ice cream cone, which used to be my mom’s favorite. I sat on a picnic table and ate it, watching some fishermen fish in the steadily flowing river. I thoroughly enjoyed every bit! Here’s to you Mom! Happy Fourth of July! God Bless my parents, my family, my friends, my home and my country. God bless America!
“Never be the person who doesn’t do the wave. Those people die alone.” — Phil Dunphy
“Selflessness is humility. Humility and freedom go hand in hand. Only a humble person can be free.” —-Jeff Wilson
The early morning sun in the colorful leaves of the trees at Hawk Woods Nature Center
It was a beautiful Autumn morning and I was feeling inspired after teaching an early morning yoga class. Rather than driving home to rest, I chose to enjoy the morning sunshine. Also healing from a minor knee injury, I was feeling like mixing it up a bit; a fun nature trail workout amongst the changing Autumn leaves was just what was needed.
On a whim, I chose Hawk Woods. I have lived in the Auburn Hills/Rochester Hills area for half my life, and for some reason I had never been to Hawk Woods until this year. To me it appears as a hidden gem!
On this October Saturday, it was so peaceful and quiet, I was at first reluctant to reveal this hidden treasure! I felt like it belonged to me alone! However, I feel many more people should have an opportunity to enjoy the kind of morning recreation that I discovered at Hawk Woods on this gorgeous Autumn morning!
Excited to have found a fun way to log some walk/run minutes for the “Walktober” Challenge I am currently participating in, I trotted happily along on the well-groomed path, the only sound being the crunching of leaves beneath my feet. Every now and again, the songs of birds, the flutter of wings, the white flash of a rabbit’s tail, broke the morning stillness. Filled with delight, I pressed on, excited to explore these paths further, looking for opportunities to snap a few photos and videos. While I did not see any Bluebirds, I definitely heard them!
This was just the workout I was looking for. The scenery was stunning, particularly in the early morning Autumn light. I was drawn to the phragmites in the marshy area. Crunching along the pathway, I startled a pair of loons in the pond.
My view of the Sun shining through the changing leaves
I explored several trails and each trail was scenic in its own unique way. I enjoyed the trail that wrapped around the pond and was able to capture some photos that reflected the beauty I enjoyed there.
Pond view Autumn Leaves reflected in the pond
Another discovery I made about my outdoor exercise experience, was that it was very easy to do a longer workout! In no time at all, 45 minutes had passed, and I still had tons of energy and enthusiasm! I wouldn’t have even looked at my watch if I didn’t have somewhere else I had to be in the early afternoon. I found this article about outdoor vs indoor exercise:
Being outdoors truly helped my mood. As I enjoyed one view after another, I soon found myself smiling. Here are eleven scientific reasons that being outdoors is beneficial:
If you are new to trail walking/running, this is a nice place to start. The 3 mile trail system is rated as “easy” so you won’t come across anything too challenging. Also, it’s always easy to get back to the beginning of the trail/parking area again. I ended up traveling 2 miles and burning 300 calories, and felt so invigorated and uplifted while doing it! I personally find nature to have a powerful healing affect.
Here is a brief history of Hawk Woods (that I never knew either):
“Hawk Woods dates back to 1837 when the Crawford family arrived in Oakland County the year Michigan became a state and began homesteading a farm deeded to them by President Andrew Jackson. Eventually the area was turned into a nature center by the Pontiac School District, whose students were responsible for building many of the park’s cabins and segments of trails. Unable to support the preserve financially, the Pontiac School District sold the property in 1992 to city of Auburn Hills which took over Hawk Woods at the urging of city councilman E. Dale Fisk.”
MichiganTrailMaps.com
While I did not see any hawks on Hawk Woods trails, I did see a “committee” of Vultures. And no, I am not referring to politicians! What I saw was a real treat! These majestic birds were gathered together, spreading their wings and “sunning” themselves on an old dead tree. I caught some beautiful photos, some even juxtaposed with the waning moon, which really added a dramatic effect to my view of these fascinating birds, before some of them became “camera shy” and flew away. It’s not every day you get to sneak up on one of their gatherings such as I did!
A Committee of Vultures stretching their wings and sunning themselves Vulture with the Waning Moon
I found some fun facts about Vultures. Did you know they have their own International Vulture Day?
One of the joys I discover in outdoor exercise, is stopping to appreciate the little things. Even though it’s a workout for me, I take pause to notice the small wonders all around me, and yes, even to snap a photo! Even though it is October, there are still some beautiful flowers in bloom.
When I finally completed my jogging photo shoot at Hawk Woods, I was quite reluctant to leave! Needless to say, I will return again very soon!
Brilliant Fall Colors Over the River I GoThe Sun Rising Through the Trees
O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all. The crows above the forest call; Tomorrow they may form and go. O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow. Make the day seem to us less brief. Hearts not averse to being beguiled, Beguile us in the way you know. Release one leaf at break of day; At noon release another leaf; One from our trees, one far away. Retard the sun with gentle mist; Enchant the land with amethyst. Slow, slow! For the grapes’ sake, if they were all, Whose leaves already are burnt with frost, Whose clustered fruit must else be lost— For the grapes’ sake along the wall.
So-Long, Farewell, Hawk Woods! Me and My Shadow shall visit you again soon!
How many mornings in my lifetime have I rushed to school or to work, without noticing the beauty surrounding me?
I have a favorite place on the way to the office where I can view the sunrise in all its splendor. I captured this beautiful sunrise on October 1st, which was quite possibly the last warm day of the season. Stopping made me a few minutes late for work, but I knew I would be glad of my choice later on, and would probably end up working late several days this week. Since that morning, I have made up those five minutes, and then some.
For me the sunrise puts my existence back into perspective. It restores my optimism and wonder at the world in which I live, which is brimming with bright possibilities. No one will remember me as the girl who was on time every day or stayed late to help out or to get something done. No employer I have worked for – ever – has appreciated me or compensated me for working extra. They could replace me in a heartbeat and I still would have missed all those sunrises…
Taking the time to appreciate life and live in the present moment, is something we teach in yoga. Take time to breathe, appreciate where you are, even if it’s not a beautiful sunrise. Stop or at least slow down, and feel grateful for this moment. Where are we rushing to anyway? The grave? I mean, what’s the hurry?
People who take the time to appreciate life and connect with the moments and the breaths in between all the rushing around are happier and healthier. This is a really great article that also offers some simple suggestions for ways to implement this in your own life.
I still recall at a previous job, we had an instant message app on our computers. I would be cheerfully working away when out of the blue an instant message would flash across the screen…”Please see me.”
It was from my office manager and the first time I received such a message I bounded enthusiastically into her office. I was pretty naive! It was not a pat on the back and in fact I got chewed out. This was standard procedure in our office. In time, when I saw or heard the words “please see me,” I felt a sense of dread that even made my hands sweat and my heart race. I knew too well that those were the symptoms of the stress response. I was in “fight or flight” mode. The problem is, since I couldn’t run, or fight for that matter, my body had to deal with the surge of stress hormones, and their unpleasant side effects.
Stress is often described as “the silent killer.” It can lead to heart disease, weight gain, high blood pressure, anxiety and depression, to name a few.
Some workplace stress is unavoidable. There are deadlines, there can be staff shortages, and other expectations that can cause worry.
Then there are the inevitable pitfalls, the junk food, the candy, donuts and other sugary foods that constantly appear in an office lunch room. All the things I wouldn’t buy at the grocery store, are regularly available! Combining the stress with the sugar and steady supply of caffeine to fuel energy to meet deadlines, can also be a recipe for disaster!
These are some of my stress and sugar survival tactics:
1) Remind myself that I am more than this job. It is what I do, but it doesn’t define me.
2) Know my own limitations. I am not super woman. I need to do my best but I need to rest and restore too.
3) No one can make me feel badly about myself. I work hard and I need to value myself or no one else will.
4) I make one cup of coffee in the morning and take it with me in a medium sized travel mug. I have even down sized from the mug I used to use! I limit myself to that one cup. I drink green tea or herbal tea if I really want more. But mostly I stick to water with a squeeze of lemon.
5) I avoid going into the kitchen area, period. There is always something I don’t need to be eating. I bring plenty of healthy snacks in case I need a pick-me-up.
6) Meditating, yoga, and waking or running really help me release the stress. If I feel the “fight or flight” response coming on, I can go out for a run, or I can focus on calming my breathing or doing a restorative pose.
7) I remind myself that the more I feel like I don’t have time for myself, the more I need it!
This article is a great one for reading more about dealing with the effects of stress at work:
I do my best to approach my days in the office with a positive attitude. I walk in, determined to have a fantastic, productive day, but often times my plans are way laid within the first hour. In order to combat the inevitable stress, I have implemented the following strategies, which always seem to help:
1. Drink water upon waking to begin the day hydrated
2. Practice breathing or meditation prior to work – 5 minutes
3. Pack a delicious, healthy lunch the night before, to both save time in the morning and to support my energy levels throughout the day
4. If possible, do some brief stretching or walking prior to work. Between 5-15 minutes
5. Wear my athletic shoes, carry my work shoes in my backpack. Then I KNOW I will exercise
6. Get up and stretch every hour through out work day. Do knee lifts while sitting, leg extensions, arm stretches, etc. The following link has some great suggestions for exercising at your desk:
12. Leave on time! There’s ALWAYS one more thing to do! The work will be there tomorrow!
13. Be sure to fill up your water bottle for the ride home!
Small things, small changes, make a huge difference over time and can make working in an office less stressful and allow you to stay healthy, happy and flexible!
One of the most important ways that I cope with the long hours I spend sitting at the desk at my daily office job, is my lunchtime walks. I realized pretty early on that after sitting all day long, the last thing I wanted or needed to do was to go sit in the lunchroom for lunch.
Our bodies are made to move. I’ve noticed that I can focus and think more clearly when I get up and move. I have a much more positive attitude when I get in a brisk walk midday. Besides the exercise, getting out in the park with the trees and the beautiful scenery, really boosts my mood and relieves stress, particularly on the bad days in the office. I would venture as far as to say that my lunchtime walks have been a real lifesaver for me in more ways than one.
I have included a link below that has a nice article about the reasons you should walk at lunch. It even suggests making it a social event with walking buddies, which I highly recommend, if you can find them! So far I’ve had little success in gaining a lunchtime walking buddy, but that hasn’t stopped me. Even the time alone in the park is peaceful and restorative.
So what do you do when the weather is not so great? I’ve used an umbrella on days with light rain, and it’s actually quite nice. Often times I can manage walks on nice winter days if it’s not too icy. I will sometimes walk in a nearby mall, or go to my local Planet Fitness to walk or jog on the treadmill.