Five mornings a week I wake up and take my dog Mellie out for a walk around the neighborhood. There are mornings that I don’t want to be awake yet, that I just want to stay under my covers and snuggle down until I absolutely have to get up and start the day. Then Mellie looks at me with the expectation of walking and I have to get up. Once I start moving and look out the window it is so much easier to pull on workout clothes and take her out for our walk. When we start walking I begin to awaken. The ground under my feet and the sky above my head is enough to make my soul come alive. Seeing Mellie’s smile and wagging tail as we head out for her to get the sniffs brings joy to my morning.
As we walk I find myself enamored by the clouds in the sky, the sun streaming through the trees to create beautiful art on the ground. It’s no longer just the neighborhood I live in. It’s an early morning land of magic. The magic of a world that is peaceful and coming alive for the day.
I think there are ways this ties into daily life. Many times it’s easy to stall with moving on in life. This doesn’t always mean getting up and starting your day. Sometimes it means we put off a conversation we need to have, cleaning we need to do, or a life change we know we need, but it is so much easier to stay in the cocoon we know than to venture out and let our wings stretch.
This is what morning walks do for my soul. They help me push past the desire to stay in my little comfortable cocoon. They help me stretch my wings. They also help me remember that taking time to get lost in sunbeams is instrumental to a healthy soul.
Find your sunbeams my friends and stretch your wings.