fresh air

Cool Walking

I walked early

the heat in hot pursuit.

100 degree days, you have to

get up with the birds

to get a cool walk in.

They know.  Don’t oversleep.

Get to bed early.  No TV

computer or books.

Just the joy of being alive

food & offspring and a

little nest making are about

all they have to do.

Watch out for cats!

No alarm clocks

Who got the best deal

when incarnations

were being passed out:

you can be a human

or a bird and fly.

Take your pick.

Seagull on sea stack rock with sunset. Bandon beach, Oregon.

Seagull on sea stack rock with sunset. Bandon beach, Oregon.

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Walk

I will walk

in

and with

the wind.

Flying

to my goal

of liberation

of mind

& body

& soul.

No other way

do I feel so free.

No other way

do I consent

my body to

go where

it will.

 

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flowers

Flowers bloom unasked

it is their joy to do so.

They’re just doing their thing.

Reaching for the sun

basking in it

with others or alone

doesn’t matter.

Their joy is to be.

 

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Walkabout

I saw a beautiful puff-ball

today

bigger and browner than a dandelion

puff-ball.

I just stopped to admire it in the shade

of a very warm day.

I said:  No one’s coming out

in this heat”, but there they were

fishing, biking, jogging.

My walks are about being alone.

Yet, I share the trail with others.

I have a long time to be alone,

elsewhere.

I sort of liked the “company”

yet alone is where my heart

opens up to me…and I

can listen in the quiet.

Rododendrons and maple trees. Washington Park, OR

Rododendrons and maple trees. Washington Park, OR

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Renew

It’s good to start off the day

with exercise–a good workout!

It makes the rest of the day

go much easier.

Weekends when no work looms

provide the space to do what you

want.  I like to move–walk,

run, exercise in nature.

It’s not that hard physically

yet going to my “limits” and

feeling “worked out” gives me

a chance to renew my mind,

feelings and body free from

the impositions of a job.

I’m glad I can’t stand

being indoors for very long.

I’m a lot healthier getting

out for an hour.

View of Zion National Park from trail in high country, UtahC00471D-11

View of Zion National Park from trail in high country, Utah 

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Goosey Loosey

O.K.  Goose.  You and your

friend (another goose–Canadian

geese mate for ‘life’) are hogging

the trail.  Sitting directly in the

path of runners, bikers, walkers–

me!  OK so you had to get up off

your duff  (you have a duff,

don’t you?) and stand

aside while I walked through

–even around–giving you

lots of space wild/tame

as you are/seem to be,

and yet you hissed at

me like you were being

sized up for dinner tonight

(you weren’t).

So, I didn’t appreciate

the unfriendly, even overtly

aggressive treatment

even as I just walked by.

I think you had a feather

up your duff and was just

having a bad goose down

day.

Geese landing with fall colors. Montana

Geese landing with fall colors. Montana

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Outing

I like to write

but I need to

sleep.

I went out to nature

as busy as my

mind was

hardly appreciating

the peacefulness

of the beauty

I was immersed

in.

I am glad

what

I was in

became

a relief

for even

part of

my day.

 

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The Hare and the Turtle

“No, you can’t go, you need to rest.

You’ll over do it.  Already it’s a painful

adjustment to increase your exercise

to an aerobic 45 min. session everyday.”

Yes, it isn’t easy to start when you’re

not used to something.  But I took

it one day at a time to see how

far I could go without injury,

crashing, etc.

So far, so good.  My tendency to

“push” and criticize to look for

“perfection” had to be let go.

Slow worked better than I thought.

Lighter weights were a good workout,

anyway.  I can always move up.

I tend to injure going too fast

or pushing too hard.

So, all the voices in my head

are being stood up to for the

vaporous, substance-less, negative

imaginings they are.

I feel better about myself running.

Going slowly until my

conditioning improves makes it

possible.  Thank God!

 

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Rainy Surprise

Today is wet.

Almost April showers

brings may flowers.

In the rain in the woods

Wood Ducks do not expect

any visitors.

So when they see me

walk/run by everyday,

in the rain, they get

really nervous.  “What’s

this Mabel?  A human

out is this weather?

I never heard of such

a thing.”

“What some people

won’t do.”  Or will

do.

 

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Rain Run

Went for a run in the rain.

I knew it would clear up

but I couldn’t wait…

The rain is quiet.  No one

ventures out in it (if they’re

in their right mind!)

It’s just you and the

animals–most of them

are hunkered down, too.

Frogs are star players–hidden

but heard.  Of course, the

ducks are saying, “what

kept you so, rain?”

Just me & the wind and

the rain.  Hopping around

puddles–no tracks

but mine appeared.

 

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