On the first step onto the trail, my feet found their place. Each step forward they seemed to carry me of their own accord. They were joyful to be back in the woods. Ecstatic to feel the dirt of the path. I have been avoiding the trails as of late. Not even aware I was … Continue reading My Feet Know the Way
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The Sound of Many Waters
From the time I was a little girl, I have loved the sound of running water because it calls to me. We had creek in our neighborhood that we had to cross on the way to the pool. I regularly dillydallied on the way home to visit with the creek. In the mountains, I knew … Continue reading The Sound of Many Waters
An Interlude
From my first footfall, the tension I had been carrying in my shoulders started to evaporate. As my steps continued across the bridge, the water rushing underneath transported my cares away from me like white water over the rocks. I paused to breathe it in. Fresh air caressed my lungs, and the slight breeze tousled … Continue reading An Interlude
Light and Shadow
Another day. Another mountain. This time it’s Blood Mountain on the Appalachian Trail. I’m not sure what draws me to climb mountains exactly. I guess it’s the challenge…or maybe the view from the top. To me, it compares to childbirth. I think hiking a mountain is a good idea, until I get there and start … Continue reading Light and Shadow
The Tractor Beam
As I rode with my windows down and the sunroof open, it seemed the pull of a tractor beam grabbed the jeep. My foot, in opened toed sandals, pushed the gas forward into the force which beckoned me. The car moved towards its own destination despite my best intentions to turn it towards the piles … Continue reading The Tractor Beam
Michelle's Mosaic 