An Early Morning Walk From the Comfort of My Bed

“An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.” 

Henry David Thoreau

I believe this to be true.   My problem is that I leave for work at 6:30 am, which would mean going for a walk would force me to get up in the middle of the night.

And that isn’t about to happen any time soon.

And now that it’s December in northern Alberta “early morning” is dead dark and bitterly cold. And no, I’m not actually looking for an excuse not to leave the comfort of my bed earlier than I have to, although if I did I would definitely be an adventurer at heart…rather than a sloggy potato.

What it comes down to is cozy vs. crazy.

So, how can one get that same “blessing” without risking frostbite?  Can a late evening walk be equally a blessing?  How about an extra stroll down the hall to a colleague’s classroom?

No, neither seem quite a poetic.

Maybe Thoreau is saying that the time of solitude and contemplation offered during that morning walk gives us the opportunity to contemplate our day. It allows us to meditate on what we’re going to do and how we are going to affect the people we meet.

A time to calm our mind and find our purpose and prepare ourselves to be the best person we can be instead of rushing and bumbling and causing reactions out of insensitivity and misunderstanding.

Even though it would be a lovely thing to start each day in the fresh air bathed in the newly rising sun, we can still find time

to still our being

and then set out in our day intent on acting with dignity

instead of flailing uncontrollably at whatever comes our way.

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