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Some days feel like too much effort.
My son just remarked today, “It’s hard, you don’t understand!”
Well, I kinda actually do. I just have more grown up hard things to contend with.
But we all have to deal with something.
Call it running away if you desire.
But when the noise gets too loud, I’m outta there… grabbing the bike from the entry, we speed off to who knows where, and we don’t much care!
But today it felt like that would be a little too much work. The bike is on the heavy side, and I didn’t feel like dragging it across the tracks, then carefully manoeuvring through the long, narrow walking ramp all the way to the other side of the river.
Too. Much. Work.
Too. WEARY. For. That. Much. Work.
So instead of going along the tracks, I crossed them in an easy spot, and kept riding straight along the river dyke.
I had never been this way before. Why not?
Hmm… guess because I didn’t have a bike back then!
A gorgeous bridge, cutting over a creek. It was as if it was made just for me.
“Look! See how easy this is? Come on in!”
Don’t mind if I do!
I get a bike, and it’s like the universe says, “Good job! Now we are going to build you lots of easy, nature trails to keep you on that thing!”
The newness of every corner was very contageous. It was that travel bug thing emerging once again.
Travelling, getting out more, and new things provides an opportunity to ‘let your guard down’, not be so on top of everything, and just go enjoy where you are.
It’s like walking out of a kitchen full of dishes. I think temporary escapes just quiet things down, offering you time to develop a better perspective on things. Sometimes we just need to listen more rather than think too much.
Are you a bit of an over thinker too? Then you get it!
I love these cool, winter days. Bundled up toasty warm in my fav black puffy nylon Gap jacket, (found at the thrift a few years ago), with the crunch of the gravel beneath the tires, the thump thump thump of hitting the wooden bridge with a gurgling creek below…
Right about here is where I got off the bike and just stared. This perfect little natural pond was quiet, unassuming, just sitting there. Not showing off in the least. Just… shining in its own beautiful way.
Moment like this remind me of kind words from others.
Things may not get better. Circumstances may not change. But the kindness is like a release to let go of all the hard stuff, even if just for a little while, offering the hope that everything will be ok.
Pond moments like these, feel like friend moments during trying times.
Wouldn’t you agree?
…it will be ok.
Do you take moments like these? Where do you like to go?
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