Walking. Walking solves everything. When my mind is at un-ease..or I just have things to sort out. I walk. Legs stretching out, arms swinging. Face turned slightly up...open to the sky. A long easy stride that covers ground, my lungs full of fresh air. My mind and body ease their burdens and slip into the new found rhythm of the walk. I can really smell and hear all the things about me. I can smell ,nay almost taste the jasmine on the wind. Then on another street I smell the burning of wood in a fireplace. Florida forever imprinted on my mind with the juxtaposition of the two smells. I hear a kitten mewing for it's mother. It's all easy as I relax further. No cell phone, just peace. The dull roar of the ocean, a mindless backdrop to all things beach. Like a white canvas for all other sound and sight. Here like this, I am OK. Nothing seems to be too big. The things that seemed so big are not. For this, this action and peacefulness, this is real.
