This weekend, during the camping trip, I took a little jog with Delilah, and it was a beautiful run.
However, the beauty of our surroundings didn't strike me until we were on our way back to the parking lot the next day. For most of the hike back, I was by myself. Normally, I'd rather have walked back with someone, even if only to have a companion to walk with. But this time, I didn't mind it at all. In fact, I kinda enjoyed it, strangely enough.
It was nice being able to just look around and not have to say much, to think without interruption. My surroundings were beautiful and peaceful. There were no deadlines, no tasks to complete, no one to answer to, no one to entertain or lead, no rush to do anything. There was just me and the road.
Physically, I was tired by the time we headed home. Mentally, a little tired (from lack of sleep), but at the same time, kind of refreshed. Spiritually, craving more. More of the peace, the beauty, the serenity.
Looking back, I am happier than ever that I went. Never mind that I was cold, tired, sore, and dirty (please don't think I was unhappy, I wasn't. Just uncomfortable, but I refused to let the mild discomforts ruin the weekend and time with friends) and dying for a shower by the time I got home.
Because for that hour and a half or so hike back to the cars, I was able to absorb the serenity surrounding me. It was refreshing and eye opening. And I don't think I would have been able to experience what I did if I had walked back with someone.
I know we're in this as a team, and we're here to encourage and motivate one another. But I think it's also good for us to have times just to ourselves to process the direction of our lives and see if they have any real meaning behind them.
I know, again, I rambled and ended up who knows where or how I got there. And if that irritates you, I'm sorry. It's not intentional. It's just how my mind works.
However, the beauty of our surroundings didn't strike me until we were on our way back to the parking lot the next day. For most of the hike back, I was by myself. Normally, I'd rather have walked back with someone, even if only to have a companion to walk with. But this time, I didn't mind it at all. In fact, I kinda enjoyed it, strangely enough.
It was nice being able to just look around and not have to say much, to think without interruption. My surroundings were beautiful and peaceful. There were no deadlines, no tasks to complete, no one to answer to, no one to entertain or lead, no rush to do anything. There was just me and the road.
Physically, I was tired by the time we headed home. Mentally, a little tired (from lack of sleep), but at the same time, kind of refreshed. Spiritually, craving more. More of the peace, the beauty, the serenity.
Looking back, I am happier than ever that I went. Never mind that I was cold, tired, sore, and dirty (please don't think I was unhappy, I wasn't. Just uncomfortable, but I refused to let the mild discomforts ruin the weekend and time with friends) and dying for a shower by the time I got home.
Because for that hour and a half or so hike back to the cars, I was able to absorb the serenity surrounding me. It was refreshing and eye opening. And I don't think I would have been able to experience what I did if I had walked back with someone.
I know we're in this as a team, and we're here to encourage and motivate one another. But I think it's also good for us to have times just to ourselves to process the direction of our lives and see if they have any real meaning behind them.
I know, again, I rambled and ended up who knows where or how I got there. And if that irritates you, I'm sorry. It's not intentional. It's just how my mind works.
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