Sometimes I truly miss my year-long outdoor blog commitment. Some of you may remember Opening the door, Walking Outside. From Solstice in December, 2008 through December 20, 2009, I spent time outside every day and blogged about it.
It proved both wonderful and challenging, as you can imagine. By mid-January I felt exhausted by the entire endeavor and totally irritated by the *stupid* commitment. Yet, one soldiers on.
As the year progressed–and a reading audience grew–feelings of delight and appreciation for nature expanded. An adoration of blogging blossomed.
As he croons in the song–It was a very good year. Thanks, Frank Sinatra.
By the end of the year I was so ready to break out of the mold of writing and photographing only outdoor material. Phew, it was now possible to talk about everything under the sun! You know, one might carry on about Facebook, or the art of blogging, or friendship, or deep spiritual topics.
Lake Superior Spirit birthed from the shores of this commitment and I felt on fire while starting this new blog. Plus it was possible to take a break here, to breathe in between posts, to feel new freedom.
Every once in a while, though, I would like to do it again.
Open the door, go outside; blog like crazy every day.
No matter rain, shine or 20 below zero.
On the other hand, I don’t think another commitment like that would be possible at this time in my life. I prefer a feeling of freedom, to be able to come and go without expectation or obligation.
Yet, the idea still surfaces. One of my favorite walks is a slow mandala-circle around our yard. One starts, say, behind the house, and consciously stays present with one’s step. With one’s breathing.
The eyes slowly scan the land, looking with awareness at what arises.
When thoughts threaten to hijack the walk (you know–you’re suddenly thinking about your kids and what they’re doing or what you’ll fix for lunch) you gently return to the feet, the earth, the unexpected gifts of nature.
Your practice becomes returning to the present moment.
Every walk produces a new fascinating gift. While the mind often thinks: boring, boring, boring–it is never so. Slowly walking a small circle produces infinite variety, endless beauty, new revelations.
I don’t usually walk with a camera because the mind tends to chatter about what to share with others, and it can become challenging.
Yet today I took you along.
Thought: wouldn’t it be fun to do this every day? Just think of what one might see, share, enjoy! Wouldn’t a daily mandala walk blog be cool?
Never mind–it’s just part of me remembering and dreaming of different possibilities.
Even though there probably won’t be a new blogging commitment, perhaps we’ll take a mandala walk together again sometime. Would you like that?