This weekend the new moon was very powerful. I do not know about you but that is how it felt to me. Something has shifted. These things are difficult to describe and are very personal. I feel it and will gently wait to realise its reverberations.
Today has been a very grey and rainy day. I love to walk in the rain -hair dripping, water running down my face- and I love the musicality of the rain, especially when walking in the woods.
Apart from my daily early morning yoga practise, I take the dog for a long walk most days. I love walking and not only me. Here in the region people walk, in walking groups, with a purpose and -most importantly- just for pleasure. People make their daily walks. So I meet people who are walking to collect nettles for their pigs, are on a walk and take some snacks for the donkey in one of the fields. People walk and collect mushrooms, walnuts and chestnuts… This habit here in very rural France is not a sign of going back in time, it is the expression of a very satisfying action: walking. Walking calms and relaxes the mind, strengthens the body, invigorates the spirit. When walking surrounded by nature, one becomes part of this living universe, one starts to resonate with this environment of trees, plants, insects, birds, etc…As a walker your presence gives something to them, their presence gives something to you. A true exchange happens. It is beautiful, transformative, something to be grateful for and most of all something to enjoy!!