Walking through Life
I walk my dog pretty much everyday. It’s something I look forward to for any number of reasons. It’s therapeutic for me as it provides a daily opportunity to commune with nature and spend time with myself. For my dog, it’s an expectation. It’s her time with me; plain and simple.
When I grab my sneakers, my little terrier heads toward the door that separates the garage from the kitchen. She has the program down. Standing on two legs, she accepts the purple sweater I offer. We work together to place it over her head and pull her two front legs through the designated openings. It’s a team effort.
It’s kinda like our walk. We do it together. Our walk is our single, most important activity as it represents our special time. It’s the conduit that connects us with nature and with each other. It’s our time to bond and experience the beauty that surrounds us.
No matter what time of year– in sunshine, rain or snow, through the wind, we walk. It’s exhilarating and rejuvenating. Our walk enhances the good days and provides natural therapy for those days that tend to be more taxing.
There is something about our walks that give me the perspective I need from time to time. It is the opportunity to take myself away from the regimen and confinement of the day and go outdoors where no boundaries exist.
I love my walks with my dog. Most days our paths are planned, other days we choose a path less traveled. We explore and find new ways to get to familiar places. Our walks are very similar to living life.
Just like life, our frequently traveled path provides us with a level of comfort. It gives us the stability and the steadiness we need in our day. Then there are those paths less traveled. They always offer a new direction or create a different awareness which provides a sense of freedom and adventure.
No matter which path I take, old or new, I find enjoyment. Every path offers my dog and me the time we need to contemplate and savor the beauty of walking through life.
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~ by cindyparr on March 8, 2011.
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Tags: companionship, life metaphor, self awareness, thoughts about life
