Morning Mantra

My mantra on our daily morning walks seems to be, “ Come on, let’s keep moving.”

As I keep us moving the sounds of the morning are drowned out but the click clack of my spikes on the sidewalk, the rustle of my winter coat and snow pants. I didn’t realize how loud these sounds where until I stopped. I have been practicing being more patient to the sniffing of scents in the dune grasses, the decaying mums, and the lake breeze air. It is amazing what you hear when you stop, even if for only a minute of two. There is a quiet symphony going on under those very loud man-made sounds.