curious.

i have been walking.

letting my thoughts expand and contract with each step.

i am feeling something, i don’t have a name for it yet but it is bubbling within, asking me to pay deeper attention to where i am and what i see.

asking me to take an inventory.

asking me to go farther into the woods, take another step, crest a different hill, take a path from a different direction.

recently someone spoke to me about how much larger our lives become when we do something we didn’t think we could do.

often i run to a name, a practice, an intention and then once i make the identification it falls flat. the intention is no longer present and i fall back into my routines not questioning, no longer prying under the rocks of my inner oceans, searching.

i am enjoying the feeling. relishing in the search. allowing it to be sensation with no words. seeing what is. curious.