Yellow Point Park was the perfect walk for me today. Along Time alone walking is essential to me – to my well-being in every way.
I thought again about the state of the world: climate change, politics, fascism, oligarchy and etc. etc.
I realized that the only way to keep my own sanity, peace of mind, and even joy, is to figuratively wrap a bubble around myself. I have to focus on what is right now: not the past and certainly not the future, which the pundits would have us believe is dystopian at best.
I have to be outside in the beauty of nature, moving my body, breathing in the scents of wild roses and honeysuckle. I have to raise my eyes to the tall trees and the snow-capped peaks. I have to feel myself wrapped in that immediate and present beauty.
And then I have to understand that the world – the dire world – does exist. I cannot shut it out. But I can declare myself a human living in the present and loving being one small part of beautiful nature. I can understand that I will do what I must and can when it comes to that.
In the meantime, it is altogether possible that I am making a tiny difference just by being who I am – by treading lightly in the world, by loving nature, by being joyful, by trying to be the best me I can be.
For now, I hope that’s enough.
And – on another note: I can’t believe how excited I am for Crest Mountain tomorrow. Here, on Vancouver Island, the mountains of Strathcona really have a piece of my soul. Tomorrow, I will be high as a kite – in so many ways.