Mindful Miles

As I finished work this morning, my feet led me down a most wonderful path – not just a physical one, but a gentle stroll through memories, reflecting on the countless steps I’ve taken.

My mind drifted back to the ones that truly sparkle, and I realized why they hold such a special place: it’s never about the big, grand destinations, but the tiny, precious encounters that sing directly to my soul.

I thought of the quiet companionship shared with a lone blackbird as it confidently sauntered across the road, or the tender moment of kneeling beside a stag beetle, watching it wobble with such determination across the sun-warmed pavement.

I remembered stopping completely, captivated by a hawk-moth caterpillar’s uncanny, striking resemblance to a small serpent, a truly mesmerising sight. And oh, the pure, childlike thrill of hurried steps, chasing after a fluttering butterfly!

There were times I simply stood still, letting the rich symphony of sounds envelop me, and cherished moments perched on a solitary bench in the heart of a preserved patch of land, soaking in its ancient, quiet wisdom.

I’ve erupted into joyful laughter, a sound deep from my belly, listening to my daughters conjure hilarious bird calls along a bustling path. My eyes have welled up with happy tears as I captured photos of a butterfly, seemingly on a special errand from nature, gracing me with a visit.

And yes, I’ve even spent a minute in quiet reverence by a tiny, overturned bug on the roadside, 4,227 steps from my workplace – a small, poignant pause that meant so much.

These aren’t just isolated events; they’re truly dazzling little gems. Through every one of these vibrant experiences, I’ve fallen head over heels in love with the sheer act of walking.

I’ve grown so fond of the hushed woods, the lively parks, the winding, undulating paths, the vast heath, the bustling harbour, even my niece’s foot mat, and truly, any space big enough to welcome my feet and my joyful strides.

I’ve learned to wholeheartedly embrace the immense gifts of simply moving. And just like that butterfly, on an errand from nature, I’m absolutely delighted to share the joys of my many steps and the mighty little wonders I so often stumble upon along my path.