I woke up from a frightful nightmare and then I was reading
my book on Nazi Germany with my morning coffee so I was a little anxious as I
headed out for my walk this morning. But
the green crops, soft blue sky and the red farmhouse in the distance soon set
me to rights. As I walked along I began
to de-stress, enjoying the crackling noise of the red winged blackbird as they
tried to deter me from my path. As I
walked I looked at the happy hunting grounds, also known as the Catholic
cemetery and thought about other graveyards I’ve visited over the years. I thought about the red and white crispness
of the cemetery at Læso and then I wandered into other matters.
As often as
we are told that I walk is good for a person, how often do we actually take
that advice when we find ourselves stressed about something which we don’t have
any control over anyway? Less often than
we should, would be my guess. At bedtime
last night I found myself irritated by something that I knew I could not
control but instead of going out for a nice long walk before hitting the sack I
lay there and tossed and turned for several hours before falling into a sleep
that sent me into nightmareville.
Let that be a
lesson to you, take the walk. You’ll
wake up refreshed and not so cranky!
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