I've recently espouced my love for an early morning. Similarly, I declare a plain old walk underrated.
I don't mean an athletic walk- although an athletic walk has merits all its own. I mean the kind of walk in which one saunters around the block, the kind that clears the head, the walk that is unhurried and quiet.
For the most part, I have my dog to thank for this revelation. Every now and then Banjo lets me know he really needs to take a lap and so we stop what we're doing and we go. Like the habit of photography, a slow walk has a way of helping one notice the small things- everyday things missed as we whiz past in our SUV's. And Lord knows we need to move. Americans sit for about eight hours per day- valuing a quick walk might help us all sharpen our minds, bodies, and spirits.
So take a break and take a walk and see what you can see. Hear what you can hear. Just like an early morning sunrise, a slow walk is a good gift that can reconnect you to the One who paints color in the skies.
Lace up and go.