When I walk

When I walk

I find that I get a lot of inspiration for my writing when I walk.

When I walk, my body goes into action. My legs move, my arms and my breathing find a rhythm matched to my beating heart. It’s what I’m built for, to move, naturally, onwards, upwards, around bends, into the future.

As my body finds its way, my brain coordinates the muscles and my heart pumps the blood, bringing life-giving oxygen to keep the show on the road.

When I find that rhythm in my body, I forget about the physical, it works on its own. With that out of the way, my mind is free to think of other things, to ponder, to reflect, yes, to dream.

When I walk in Nature, the beauty, the smells, the sights and the sounds magnify my feelings ten-fold. I am home again and the joy of my return opens possibilities for thoughtful reflection I might otherwise have lost under mountainous concerns pushed up where the plates of life and work converge. When I find the chance in my busy life to walk, I connect again to a deep compassion that helps me grapple with life’s challenges. I am open to the healing beauty that surrounds me. It’s a blessing, a gift.

If I don’t walk enough, or if I don’t walk at all, I very quickly lose that blessed connection. Though I don’t feel it immediately, the loss creeps in, insidious and I lose the connection to me. I become a follower of other’s concerns, their issues, thinking about what they want me to think about, buffeted just by the things life throws at me. I am no longer captain of my own ship. I no longer set my own direction. It’s painful.

Thankfully, that connection can be easily re-established. I just have to walk, in Nature, preferably up a hill. The blood flows, I drift away and I almost hear the “snap” as the connection clicks back in. It’s a wonderful moment, inspiring. And the beauty that surrounds me is exposed.

My sense is that I am not alone in this. Others too lose that connection but can also easily get it back. So I’m going to walk and invite people to join me in the hope that they might find the time and space to see the beauty inside and outside and be inspired by their own reconnection.

If you're in the Geneva region, get in touch through the Comments page below and let's find time to walk. If you live elsewhere, let's connect anyway and perhaps we can share stories of our walking experiences, or better still, we could walk "together" at the same time, but in different places, linking our arms across the globe.

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