![]() I’m reminded that I am part of something bigger.Īutumn is a time of transition, and I believe we are ALL probably ready for a change to this year’s odd and often negative vibe. It’s true that I have to work a little harder to pause and breathe deeply these days, but as it always has been, a dose of mountain air in my lungs and some blood pumping through my legs recharges my mind. If seeing one wagging tail brought me joy before, seeing two wagging tails is even better! But it does seem like they are starting to be buddies. Cholula is almost 9 years old and still somewhat miffed that we brought not one but TWO tiny humans home, so the floppy mutt-baby trying to steal her seat in the Subaru is confusing. One thing that detracts from the tranquility of a mountain hike? Wrangling a couple of dogs who are still getting used to each other! Quincy is 5 months old and not quite sure about…well, anything just yet. ![]() I find clarity and perspective, and always feel fortunate for my health that allows me to move my body in this way, and thankful for this earth, which awes me with its beauty. It doesn’t take long before the wheels turning in my head start to slow down and my anxiety melts away. Time on these trails has always been therapeutic for me. I’d all but forgotten how important being outdoors and active is for my overall sanity. In the last few weeks, I’ve gotten back out there with TWO dogs in tow, enjoyed the transition from late summer into fall’s glory, and even discovered a new trail- (pretty cool after living and hiking in Park City for over 8 years). I went through a wonderful spurt of long walks in the early quarantine months, but haven’t had much movement in my body lately. I believe the trail heals my soul when it’s hurting I have time to pray and be inspired and find gratitude for each breath. What have you missed in your life recently? Guys, if you’ve followed along on this site for a while, you know I love to hike. I’ll be updating you in the coming weeks. This summer has been full of craziness in the Howe Household, from a full hip replacement and recovery for John, a lengthy kitchen renovation, a fixer-upper cabin adventure, my parents buying property nearby to move here, Morrison proving he’s just as rambunctious as his big brother, Oden heading back to school, and a rescue puppy named Quincy! I’ve paused on many occasions this season to remind myself of the many, many blessings in my life. Just because I haven’t been Wonder Woman doesn’t mean that I don’t have A LOT to share. Today is a new day…and guess what? If today goes south, tomorrow is a new day, too. Can I just take a moment to remind you of something? Dear reader, that you’re doing the best that you can. And I can bet that many of you felt the same way. Instead of using this time to grow the way I wish I had, I spent a lot of this summer trying not to slip into depression. ![]() My kids have had no routine and it shows. While I could have used these last few months to get into the best shape of my life, reorganize my house, learn a new language, share unforgettable moments with my boys, start a book or revamp this website, or something else fruitful and amazing, I’d say the opposite is closer to the truth. Quarantine lasted longer than any of us could have imagined, and life has yet to resemble its old self. Can you believe it’s the end of September? This entire year has been such a strange time warp, simultaneously zipping by AND dragging on forever.
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