There are days when our bodies remind us just how human we are…days when you don’t realize how much you ache to slow down until you wake up in a fog. Today is a little foggy for me.
Yesterday, however, was quite the opposite: A snowy day on BLM land with four wild dogs and a couple of good friends. They asked what I would be doing if this visit didn’t happen..I hope I would have been standing in the very spot we were in.
This landscape speaks to a person. It pulls you in, it inspires and can leave you awestruck. It can hurt, and it can confuse. But it speaks. A thousand languages – of the wind and the sand and the yucca – it speaks.
I can’t say it or write it or express it enough: Explore. Ramble, meander, crawl, just go. Today, as the blue skies open to a mesmerizing winter sun, I think Should I embrace the unknown adventure around the next bend’? Will it still be there when the fog drifts away? I certainly hope so.