(not necessarily in that order)
I’m easing into a time of seclusion.
I’m not completely “secluded” yet, as I have to finish a few things tonight and during a small portion of tomorrow afternoon.
But the magic is still happening. Like during a last minute decision to go for a walk this evening.
It was almost dark, but so beautiful. And so still. I could see bats flitting through the air. I could hear silence.
I could feel peace.
For most of my life, I’ve struggled to feel “safe” in the world.
It’s not as bad as it used to be, though I still can’t even begin to imagine walking around our rural community by myself after dark.
But recently, my renewed commitment to getting my walk in every day has caused me to push against my self-imposed boundaries.
This is because I’ve had a series of days with early meetings or appointments in town, meaning I miss my morning walk. Then I get to working and before I know it, it’s late afternoon and getting dark. But rather than miss my walk altogether, I head on out.
Of course, the thing is that I love the quiet, peaceful energy of twilight, so I’m actually beginning to enjoy walking in the “almost dark.”
The sky was so beautiful right at the end of tonight’s walk, I had to try and capture it in a photo. Don’t know if you can see the bright star off to the left, but it was absolutely magical.