Why walk far?

In some lonely places one has to walk far to see many living things, let alone many flowers. The pictures taken home yet prove a rich harvest. Memories of the trip at least raise an inward smile, although the detail of positive recall is soon blurred.

Doing it, immersing oneself in trundling through far-off plains for no other reason than doing it, good stuff happens to mind and body. It’s the smallest, humblest things noticed that spark the curiosity, send the mind racing, invite the nascent ideas.

Beyond the clichéd advantages of reducing stress, enhancing creativity, and fostering “a deep sense of peace”, coming here alone or with few that can be quiet raises the best argument for proving the existence of that elusive item, the soul. Both in oneself and in the natural environment that hosts with generosity.