Urban trekking, desert hiking, and downward dog-ing are all amazing ways to tune into Spirit, discern truth, heed wisdom, and fully integrate body, mind, and soul. ❤️
There goes my crazy wife
With her cinnamon eyes
And her simple life
On a sunny day she’d rather
walk than ride
With her hair pulled up
And her lengthy stride
The clouds of the north
And the clouds of the south
Are separated by her
seldom ceasing smile
Her heart beats slow and steady
Pumping praises to her
Prince of Peace
“Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Intercede Jesus, Jesus
Plant a seed Jesus”
She tears for the searching souls
that surround her
She walks on her knees
My husband wrote this sweet poem during our early married years. Walking was my moving meditation and prayer time, connecting me to nature and the Divine. Many years later, yoga opened my heart wide open and became my favorite form of moving meditation and connection! ❤️ Urban trekking, desert hiking, and downward dog-ing are all amazing ways…
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