Einstein said, “Look deep into nature and then you will understand everything better.”
Yesterday I went up a local canyon for a woodland walk. Just driving there, as neighborhoods gave way to narrow hairpin turns around canyon walls and towering trees, my shoulders began to relax and my breathing to slow.
When I walked along the well marked path, to-do lists evaporated, deadlines receded, and only the trail, the green view, and
the sound of the creek remained.
There is laughter in crossing a rickety footbridge,
admiring a tree’s roots, and
gazing at the tree tops as I twirl around until I lose a sense of where I’ve been.
There is peace where the beavers choose to build,
where tiny cataracts gurgle
and a trail rises and falls like a ribbon.
Going home, I leave my heart behind. And, my priorities realign. I do not need more things in my life. I need more time in nature’s beauty. I don’t need time to do more. I need time doing less.
And well-worn paths are best taken while the crowds are still home.
It would be a sad life if a walk along a creek couldn’t be scheduled in.