walk, walk, walking
I’ve been thinking about something these last few days and it’s been reinforced (or maybe ignited) by the two orientation trainings I’ve now sat through with the new agency. I thought I’d write about it today, last day of the week, and I went on an extended beyond the usual walk in hopes the post would fall out verbatim into my head – the way it often does when I walk – and I’d come back to my room and transcribe each word and possibly even include visuals. It was a good plan.
Then I went on the walk and what fell out is I’m not ready to write about this particular thing. I haven’t given it enough thought, I have not paid enough attention. Not enough dues. Not yet. I’ll get to it when I’m supposed to and that will be, I think, when I get ‘it’ more. Do you get that? In fact, right after I hit the publish button up there on the top right I’m going to do what I love doing and take my yellow legal pad and a blue medium pen and find someplace comfortable to sit, turn the timer on my phone for, um, 13, and write down every single thought which comes into my head about what it is I do not get enough just yet. And spend a lot of this weekend, I have a feeling, keeping on keeping on thinking about it.
So – here’s to you for taking a couple of minutes to check in – a true thrill for me when I know someone’s reading here – and I hope it is a great remaining Friday and gentle and hopeful and energizing weekend. For me, I’ll try my best to be at one with this Ojibwa notion:
“Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while a great wind is bearing me across the sky.”