Two Walks
Two Weekends, sort of.
Last Monday, Martin Luther King Holiday we were able to go for a hike.
It was the first big hike since I broke my toe last February.
It was needed.
There is always the locks |
Unlocking the stress of life that was 2016, bracing for 2017~
connecting with nature with J. always feeds me.
connecting with nature with J. always feeds me.
Uphill! |
Downhill |
Yesterday I attended the Woman's March LA with my sister, two of my nieces and a friend.
Being with an estimated 750,000 other like-minded folks was invigorating.
There were people, signs and causes of every sort.
All valuable.
Voices were raised in protest, pride and anger, camaraderie, fear and Hope.
When hiking, there was silence.
And there was two voices, traveling together.
There was a wider view.
And there was vision.
The quiet framed my thoughts in timeless beauty.
The crowd in downtown LA joined in this moment in time to speak up and sing out!
In the hills, there were fossils gathered in the earth;
teaching us that where we stood, there was once an ocean.
teaching us that where we stood, there was once an ocean.
Things change.
It is imperative that we change too.
Change is hard.
It takes work.
Yet, in the end, even when the shadows seem long, the only real thing to do is to choose LOVE.
Our future...the future of our planet depends on it.
May you find the strength and flow you need to grow, change and thrive in the coming days.
Take care of yourself, of one another.
xoNancy
Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2017