A few years ago Chelsea took up running she asked me to join her. I told her running wasn't my thing but I would faithfully Walk every day that I could. At first, I did 5000 steps in one go, I am up to 10000 steps, I would like to do more but time is a big factor. Chelsea, on the other hand, is preparing to do a marathon this spring in Paris. I wonder if her wedding dress will still fit her?
An entire field of dried fennel blossoms cheers me. Their dried floral crowns remind me each season has its message.
Next season if I keep this up I should be stronger, and they will be dressed in green and white to sing to me.
Along the single lane road I walk, at the foot of Saint Baume mountain, there are several stone pillar shrines. Each is honoring a different saint or the Virgin Mary, most of them are over 150 years old. A mile up from town the silence is deafening. Today I could hear the dewdrop from the mossed covered tree branches.
Of course the occasional car comes barreling down the lane causing me to curse in front of the shrines and breaking the spell of the dew drops.
But the quiet puts me back on track in more ways than one.
Do you have a Path that you take to center yourself?
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