Mindful Miles
Movement. Joy. Reflection.
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Catching my breath after a brisk mile, I sit and simply observe. Today, my eyes are drawn upward. I remember being a little girl, searching the clouds for shapes of animals and faces. Today, I seek nothing of the sort. I find peace simply knowing this same vast canopy stretches over everyone I love, far…
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12 hours on shift. 4.5 hours on the road. Drenched to the bone and worn thin by the miles. 🌧️ Between road closures, knee-deep flooding, and necessary diversions, I huddled under a bus shelter just minutes from home. Then, the sky began to break. For the first time since we moved to this neighborhood, I…
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I did not know the face of my own door, A shade of blue I’d never truly seen, Until a map confirmed what I’d ignored That I was standing right where I had been. How often do we walk and never look? How many miles are passed in hurried gray? Until the world becomes an…
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A recent house move has officially unlocked a whole new world of adventure for us, and I am absolutely buzzing with the energy of it all. This week marks such a special milestone as the kids start at their new school, and I am already picturing our walks home together. We aren’t just heading back…
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Moving house is always a bit of a whirlwind, but I didn’t realize quite how much of a “blur” things were until a few days ago! We’ve been straddling two houses lately, updating addresses and juggling boxes, so when I got a notification that my long-awaited parcel had been delivered, I pounced on my phone.…
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A new piano arrived in our home a few days ago, and ever since, the house has been alive with the sound of discovery. Yesterday morning, I woke up to the grand, sweeping notes of the Game of Thrones theme drifting through the air. It was my son, lost in his practice, and it was…
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If you think I’m disciplined now, you should have seen me years ago. I didn’t just have discipline; I had audacity. I was laughing out loud today remembering a certain version of Olu. Specifically, the day I refused to eat at my own party. I was the guest of honor. The party was for me.…
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They say life is a straight line, but my journey has been more of a dance between shadows and light. 🌒✨ There have been days of deep pain—the kind that reshapes you—and days of such intense joy that they take your breath away. My path has been a wild mix of “I can’t do this”…
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I have relocated many times, crossing borders and oceans to build new nests, but the truth remains: I am deeply, achingly homesick. I walk for miles every day, tracing the pavements of this new life, yet no matter how far I travel, these miles never lead me closer to where I began. I am haunted…
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On a simple walk with my daughters today, we witnessed a scene that stopped us right in our tracks and brought the biggest, quietest smile to my face. There, side-by-side on the pavement, were a hawk and a pigeon. Not flying above, not locked in a chase, but walking along together, almost like two neighbours…
Mindful Miles 