Self-Care Challenge (Day 4): Walking in the Woods

Walking in the Woods2Taking a walk in the woods has always been a revitalizing treat for my soul. Somehow, being reminded of my smallness beneath the towering trees really puts the world into perspective. The feeling is something between humility and enchantment, and it often leads me to wonder, “What did I ever do to deserve this beautiful gift of existence?”

Free from the distractions of  technology and my never-ending to-do list, being outside releases me from the demands of life–admittedly, most of which are self-created. Nature is much simpler than the complex worlds we create for ourselves, and it offers proof that our shared earth is resilient and regenerative–often more so without the help of our so-called modern advances.

I can remember spending a lot of time outside as a child growing up in rural Ohio. I was curious about everything, and I realize now it was on the farm that I first learned about self-care. From a very young age, I somehow understood that everything did something that supported the greater whole. When we fed our animals, we were also feeding ourselves. When we prepared our fields and gardens for planting, we were also nourishing the soil. When I spent the afternoon gathering berries, it meant that we would later spend time as a family, each enjoying a slice of homemade pie.

Sadly, adulthood hasn’t provided me with as many opportunities to play in the woods, but my husband and I frequently explore the trails near our home on Tiger Mountain, so a morning stroll seemed like the perfect way to spend the last day of the holiday weekend.

Aside from getting in a little physical activity, the walk also gave me an opportunity to sport a couple of the gifts I received for Christmas: a leather “possibles” bag, hand-made by my father, and beautiful knit scarf made by my mother. (Yes, my heart is still overflowing with gratitude.)

As we circled back, our minds returning to the impending responsibilities of the week ahead, delicate snowflakes surrounded us like confetti as if to say, “Don’t get so lost in tomorrow that you miss the beauty of today.”


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