Halfway down the trail on the Murray Run Greenway, smack in the middle of the woods, there’s a single park bench. As far as I know, it’s the only bench located in these woods, and I’ve done a lot of thinking and dreaming there since we first moved to the Star City three years ago.
I’ve prayed there.
But today, I brought my little dog with me, lay down flat against the slats… and I did nothing.
I closed my eyes for a little while, my arm crooked around Sophie’s furry neck, and I let myself breathe in the scents of autumn. Let the leaves flutter over me and land in little pools on the earth.
And somewhere along the line, I decided to snap a photograph:
I’m sitting here looking at it now, seeing, in the furrowed plane of my forehead, the cares of the day … But also, I see those cares melting, little by little.
Today, I’m wishing you a little quiet corner of the universe where your soul can be at rest … whether it’s a park bench or a a favorite wing chair pushed up against the window. A boat, an open trail, or a garden, soaking in the last of the warm light.
Wherever you are, friend …