Falling Leaves Again....
I recently began running regularly again. By running, I mean those long silent runs with just me. I had forgotten the peace I find in the miles I run, the sweat equity of moving farther and farther through to wherever I am going. Recently when I run, I seldom know which way I am going to go until I am there. I like the idea of just going which ever way feels best in that moment on that day. On these runs, I'm not running for speed or time or distance. I'm running for peace of mind, for the centering of my soul. I was thinking as I was running yesterday of this post I had written about a year ago. How could I not seeing the spectacular and vibrant oranges and reds of the leaves against the cloudless blue sky? I've decided to repost it because as I re-read what I had written, I feel its significance remains true to today but the stories, the leaves are the stories and leaves from my past year which I must now leave behind. It's t...