I was feeling worn down by the day-to-day, and I needed to get out of my head.
One hopeful stare from Charlie, and I read his mind.
Or, maybe it was he who read mine.
We were both longing for an adventure.
"Let's go," I said, as I grabbed his leash, and the two of us hopped in the car.
Charlie, with his face to the wind.
As we turned down the familiar drive, Charlie could barely contain himself.
"Easy, Charlie," I said, as I pulled the car into park, and hooked his leash to his collar.
Together, we stepped out into the day, and I was immediately consumed.
The blue of the sky,
the green of the trees,
the stark white of the clouds -
FILLING ME WITH VIBRANCE.
Charlie was eager to experience all that awaited him.
As we stepped out onto the dirt-covered path, he pulled against his leash.
He was expecting to walk at our normal, fast pace.
But, today, I was not in a hurry.
Charlie looked back at me with anticipation.
"Come on!" he seemed to say. "What are you waiting for?"
Today, Charlie, we are taking it slow.
After a few gentle tugs on the leash, he seemed to understand.
Today, we walk.
Not for exercise, or to work up a sweat.
Not to see how fast we can make it around the lake.
Today we walk to relax, to be in the moment, to clear our minds.
Disappointed, at first, Charlie settled into the slower pace.
Now, we were in sync.
And, my mind was in a quiet enough place to notice.
I noticed the gravel, loose and shifting beneath my feet.
I noticed the sun, warm and soothing against my face.
I noticed the clouds, softly floating across the sky.
I noticed the lake - glistening reflections, about.
And, the fragrance of the flowers, softly carried on a breeze.
I noticed all of these things.
And, OH, THE CHILD-LIKE JOY!
of walking up and over each small trestle.
That marvelous archway raised above the trickling and tranquil sounds of the creek.
With each strong step, the familiar awareness of the worn, wooden planks, underneath.
Today, Charlie, on this GLORIOUS DAY, we walk.
We walk to appreciate.
We walk to renew.
So that when we return to the day-to-day, the weight of our troubles is not so much.
Today, we just . . . walk.