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Joy: From the Ground Up

A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood March 8, 2013

This little guy doesn’t have big thoughts today. Instead I have gratitude.It's a Beautiful Day!

I felt a spark of it earlier today when I noticed something funny about this time of year. No one wants to wear coats anymore. After what felt like a lifetime of dreary winter days, it was 40 degrees and sunny in Wisconsin today. And you’d better believe mom “forgot” her winter coat at home when she went back to work after lunch.

Coat dilemma aside, the spark caught fire that kept me pretty warm. Mom and I went on our first long walk around the neighborhood since before her knee surgery back in November. And before that, our walks were increasingly infrequent because of the issues she had with her knee.

Well we tested that fancy new knee out today. How I’ve missed the wind blowing in my hair as I impulsively mark my territory on anything upright! (I’m kind of a naughty boy in that regard, but only when I’m outside). I’ve missed the smells, the sunshine and the way my mom’s face lights up when I react to the magic w-a-l-k word! Most of all, I’ve missed the thinking I do on our walks.

Maybe my little racing heart brings life to my brain somehow, I don’t know. What I do know is that I do some of my best thinking when I’m moving. Call it spiritual inertia. I couldn’t wait to get back at it.

Ancient Greek physician and philosopher Hippocrates took it so far as to suggest that “walking is man’s best medicine.” Today I soaked up the medicine. In doing so, I must have brought my mental motion to a halt because all I could think was how happy I was to be on the road again. Gratitude.

Because in reality, 40 degrees is still pretty darned cold to most people. Heck, a 40 degree day in October triggers the search for winter coats, mittens, hats, scarves and anything else to ward off the pending doom of the cold air. But like most things, it is all a matter of perspective. And from my ground-level perspective it really was a beautiful day in the neighborhood.

 

24 Responses to “A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood”

  1. That walk does sound like a “medicinal” walk, Wiles, for both you and your mom. I hope your mom’s knee gets better and better 🙂

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  3. frizztext Says:

    home is, where the dog (cat) is!

  4. dreaminofobx Says:

    Wiley, it seems like you pulled the words right out of my head! I had a nice long walk myself yesterday, and although I had mist, drizzle, and a stiff breeze instead of the sunshine in your picture, I returned home grateful and energized. Isn’t it amazing how getting out to stretch your legs also stretches your mind and spirit? Hope you and your mom enjoy many more long walks in the coming spring days!

    • I never mean to pull words from anyone’s head, but I’m always honored that the words spoke to someone’s heart. Thanks for stopping by!!! And I too share excitement in many long walks to come! 🙂

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  8. writetowag Says:

    Blessings on your mom’s knee by the way…Trev sends woofs and wags!!!!

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  12. Reblogged this on Wiley's Wisdom and commented:

    I love my forever home, but the neighborhood is pretty great too!

  13. I love how positive you are!!


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