Today after work I came home, changed into my running shorts and sneakers, and headed out the door for a run. I started out as I mostly always do, walking, and promptly noticed the coolness of the air against the bare skin of my upper arms. As I rounded the corner, I saw three small deer pausing momentarily from their grassy meal, taking a moment to stare back at me as if they were questioning my intentions. Several wags of a white tail and they were off, back into the woods. Once I made it past the gate where the scruffy and grouchy, barking dog always waits for me, I broke into a jog. My legs and lungs are not used to the exertion quite yet, and thus I focused on making it to the next telephone pole, at which point I allowed myself a walking break until the next walking pole, and so on and so forth.
Being outside and seeing nature feels good. It also feels good to remember how slow it feels to run, compared with the speed I normally move at in my car. When even riding the bike seems slow, running seems like a terrapin pace. I guess even though I may think that I am living simply and slowing down, this must surely be a symptom that I have not been doing all that I can do.
In the house, I still work towards simplification. Lots of things feel superfluous, and getting rid of them cathartic. One thing I have realized I don’t like to go without though, is a candle. I go through many candles, and though it is not a necessity in this age of electricity, I still find its soft light comforting. Even when I am not using it as a light source, when I am alone it feels like a presence, a reminder of people who are not with me now but who are not forgotten.
With my cat, a burning flame, a hot beverage, a comfy blanket, and my hubby at home I feel fulfilled. The evening is complete! 😀