Just Rannin' Around

Thursday, April 28, 2005

Kicking it around.

Standing outside with the warmth of the sun beating down on her already sweating body, she bent over, placed her hands on her knees and drank in a few needed deep breaths. She knew better than to run that hard. Running and not paying attention to her head screaming to stop because her body wasn’t physically able to keep up. Breathing is necessary for life, she reminded herself as she softly laughed.

Walking over, slowly she lowered herself onto the lush grass at the park to stretch the muscles that would most certainly be making their presence known within the next few hours. Pushing her body meant being able to ignore her mind; thinking was not necessary and that was the goal. Finishing her last series of stretches, she lied down, placed her hands under her head and looked up at the patches of sunlight escaping through the heavy filtering of the tree tops. The patches played across her still body as the gentle breeze sweetly talked the trees into dancing.

Still trying to avoid the thoughts from picking up where she had left them, she closed her eyes and concentrated on the sounds floating through the air. There were birds singing, a river flowing, people taking and children excitedly screaming from the playground. A satisfied smile formed as the breeze blew over a quick scent of newly blossomed lilacs, only adding to the completeness of the scene. It was one of those perfect moments that one files away into a catalog that can be drawn out during dark times. Complete peace filled her soul.

However long it lasted in this world’s time was not of concern because eventually the thoughts of responsibilities and having to deal with life returned. What mattered was that moment, small as it may have been, was enough to reconnect with what was most important and to fill her heart with enough love and strength to continue. Standing up, untying her jacket from her waist and pulling it on, she took one last deep breath and headed back.

2 Comments:

  • This kind of explains The Wailers (as in Bob Marley and the) concert last night.

    I just took it all in (including the second-hand marijuana) and enjoyed the situation. I don't do this that often, but I find that I'm doing it more and more these days.

    I think I'm getting somewhere...

    By Blogger Pavlov Stowardi, At 5:10 PM  

  • You know, I'm not big into running, but still that time when you just run so fast that your own thoughts can't keep up is something worth experiencing, especially if they're thoughts you hope to outrun.

    By Blogger Jimmy, At 9:33 AM  

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