Walking the Canyon As I Greet The Day

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Walking the Canyon

Walking every day is not really a goal anymore, but a requirement. A day missed leaves me out of sorts. I need to breathe the air, feel the wind, hear the birds. I need to experience the seasons changing, and walking even a portion of the canyon brings a sense of calm as I begin the day.

In preparation for the walk, I lose my keys several times, and my IPod earbuds even more before ever leaving the house. My husband, intelligent man that he is, wisely stays out of the way. Hats and gloves are added to the morning search party during the winter. Sometimes I’ll take everything with me when walking from room to room, which is fine if I set nothing down. But if I do, then Goddess only knows what I’ve done with it. And then the hunt is on.

There’s an app for everything now, and walking is no exception. I have a Map My Walk app on my phone which I activate when we leave the house. It would be interesting to track the distance I travel in the house just looking for my stuff over the course of a week or so. But then there would be evidence and hubby would tell the kids and I’d never live it down.

Walking eight miles, sometimes nine, I gather together protein bars, dried fruit and a banana to eat along the way while my husband prepares the water bottle. I must have ice. It doesn’t matter what the temperature is, I must have ice. It’s a Crone thing and I make no apologies for it. Ice is so critical at this stage of my life that the first thing I do when I check into a hotel is locate the ice machine. Trust me, never get between a witch and her ice bucket in the midst of a hot flash. I’ll just say that everything you’ve heard about a witch in her Crone years is quite possibly true, and leave it at that.

When our days are filled with distractions and chaos, walking the canyon is the best way I know to connect with the energy of Blessed Gaia. I find my center there, walking the canyon, the smell of sage and juniper permeating the air. Memories of keys lost drift away as calm returns. And I return home feeling blessed from the folks I meet along the way.

~Blessings as we walk our path together!

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Someday I'll figure out how to put this in a word cloud... Author ~ Empath ~ Solitary Witch ~ BA Psychology ~ Married 43 years ~ Survivor ~ Mom ~ 2 sons ~ Grandmother ~ former Kenpo Black Belt/Instructor ~ Homeschooling ~ Retired Motorcycle Shop co-owner ~ Medical Cannabis Patient/Activist ~ Liberal. That I can still form coherent thought is truly amazing!