Nadine J Walters – My Life

This morning’s walk was perfect—cooler at 70 degrees, peaceful, quiet, and calm. Andy was off-leash for most of the walk, enjoying himself and catching up with friends. I found myself too much in my own head, not observing as much as I should have. The results were interesting when I did manage to tune in.

First, Andy disappeared for a bit and then brought me a completely dead and very desiccated rabbit. I will spare you the picture, but he was so proud of himself! The second time, while I was taking a picture of a plant, I saw Andy sniffing below me. I looked down and found a snake coiled up in the rocks. Thankfully, it was dead—sad for the snake, but a relief for me. I realized that I was not present on the walk; instead, I was lost in my thoughts. I’m not sure if that’s a bad thing.

There are so many interesting details around me that I am not sure where to focus. Is it okay not to be tuned into everything? Which details are the most important? I find it’s nice to be lost in thought during the walk, to move slowly, absorbing only what speaks to me at the moment. I suppose that is a wonderful approach to life—unless the snake is alive.