Last Friday we took Buddy for a walk in a dog park. Wide open fields. The mountains in the distance. An immediate calm and relaxation. And it was in the silence that I heard myself relax - the stress let go - my cells find their peace and home. It is a different type of alone than when I walk on the city streets - cement sidewalks beneath my feet. And I wasn't alone. Michael and Buddy were there. Birds. Horses in the distance. Other dogs and people sharing the same space. It is in these places I find deep comfort. Sometimes these places are found right in my backyard - the sound of the worms rustling in the leaves and dirt at night. The wind blowing the boughs of the trees. The caw of crows in the morning. It is in this silence that I find my voice - if I listen carefully.
This page had an interesting beginning...if you read my blog last week you saw this post here. Well, this is the rebirth of a piece of that experiment! I used it as the base for this page and I'm really pleased with the texture and interest it adds to the page. Here is a little close-up:
1 comment:
I would never have guessed this is the same piece you started a week ago. Wonderful transformation!! So glad you have a lovely, quiet place to walk with Buddy and Michael. Every soul needs a place where it can sing. XO
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