​Dear Friends,

I was walking one day, and I noticed this tree growing straight out of a rock.  I’m sure it’s roots were in the soil around the rock, but it sure was growing in what looked like a very hard place....like it picked the hardest place possible to set down roots and there it grew.

Yes, it looked like a terrible environment, but the tree was growing, it was living, I dare say it was thriving...in that really hard environment.

Now, if I was giving that seedling advice when it was just starting out, I would have told it to find a different home, to plant itself in a more welcome environment.  But as it was, that tree was living and growing, even in an environment that was less than idyllic.

So, please let me caveat, I am not advocating for anyone to stay in a harmful or toxic environment.  However, we all know there are times in life when our environment, while perhaps not harmful or toxic, is less than idyllic.  I was thinking as I walked, is there a way we can see hardships and less than ideal situations in our own lives, the kind that aren’t toxic or harmful, but might still cause us pain and discomfort...can we see and recognize those and yet still grow and thrive? Can we recognize our ability to live fully even in less than ideal situations, even when life might feel a little painful?

May we, this week, see a little more growth, a little more thriving in ourselves even when our situations are less than idyllic.  May we find opportunities for full living even in a hard place.   

Have a wonderful day dear friends, I am so deeply grateful for you.

Love
Krista
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​Dear Friends,

I have this amazing friend who is just the most beautiful human.  One of the things that has so deeply impressed me about her is her ability to be vulnerable, open and really honest about the hardships and trials in her life.  She is beautifully vulnerable, it is wonderful to witness.

One of the reasons I decided to start this blog was because I feared my students seeing me as someone with no problems, with no issues.  It’s easy to see the struggles in our own lives and to assume those around us don’t have those same issues, those same struggles...it’s easy to build a false narrative about our lives compared to those around us.  Add being a yoga teacher to that and then mix that with the personality I was quite literally born with, which is one of near perpetual genuine happiness (that smile you know is really and seriously real, I literally can’t help it, even when I’m having terribly hard struggles), and I think my personality can and does provide dangerous ground for folks assuming I never have hardships.  I don’t want anyone to ever assume I have no struggles because it’s simply not true.
 
But, you know what, as much as I am impressed by and so deeply love the vulnerability of my dear beautiful friend, that’s also not me.  I’m not going to be an open book about the nitty gritty of my life struggles to just anyone.  I’ve been working a lot this year on really looking at who I need and want to talk to without any extra obligation...it’s been hard but good work.  It’s been an interesting journey to find balance in this space...to really look at the spaces and spots where I feel comfortable and who I feel comfortable with, where it nourishes me to share and open up.  Likewise, I’ve been learning to protect myself in the places where if I were to share, that sharing wouldn’t be beneficial to me.  There have been times in my life where sharing was an obligation, and I simply don’t want to live like that.

Back to my amazing friend, both of our different personalities are beautiful, good, unique and correct.  There isn’t a right way or a wrong way of living, of showing up, of being with others.  There isn’t a more or less correct personality, openness, ability to show up and share and be with others so long as we’re showing up with respect for those around us and their own worthiness...let me repeat...so long as we’re showing up with respect for those around us and their own worthiness.

May we see our personality, our unique needs as beautiful, worthy and important this week.  May we recognize that who we are is correct just as we are.  May we give ourselves permission this week to be exactly who we are, our very own beautiful selves, without apology.  And may we show up in our lives with respect for those around us.

I hope you have an amazing week dear friends.

Love
Krista
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Dear Friends,

Stuck...in the middle of that creek...again.

Remember that situation from last week, where I felt like I was making all the right choices and doing all the right things and yet I still felt stuck?

I have another situation in my life right now where I feel...no, not feel…where I am stuck.  This particular situation is not about making all the right choices and recognizing that I’m still stuck and finding acceptance in that space.  I’m stuck because, while I know the choices I need to make in order to get unstuck, I’m not quite willing to do them, I just don’t want to. I see the spot I’m stuck in, I know what I need to do to get out of it, but in all honesty, I just don’t want to do it.

I’ve been in this place of stuck for the past several months now, but these past several weeks I’ve tried to actively pay attention, to see where I’m at and to accept it, to notice how I’m feeling in this stuck moment.  I’ve been noticing how I talk to myself about this particular issue, and I’ve been really trying to be gracious and gentle with myself, to speak lovingly to myself on this issue even though I recognize the control is in my hands. 

The way we speak to ourselves matters dear friends.  The way we speak to ourselves makes a difference in our lives.  I dare say, the way we speak to ourselves makes a difference not only in our lives, but in the lives of those around us.  Yes, I’m stuck, and yes, I know how to get out of it….and yes, I am choosing not to right now because I just don’t want to put the effort required to get myself unstuck.  And, with all of that, I am still worthy of love and respect and graciousness toward myself.

May we begin to speak to ourselves a little more graciously, maybe with a little more patience, with a little more kindness this week.  May we find a little more love and acceptance in ourselves this week, even if we’re stuck in a spot we know how to get out of.

I hope you have an amazing week dear ones.

Love
Krista

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Dear Friends,

Remember those little gazelles from a couple of weeks ago, hopping from rock to rock to cross the stream...and me, doubling back behind them to cross?  

It’s not always that way, right?  Doubling back and then finding your way across the stream isn’t always a possibility.  Sometimes you try to cross that stream, and you just get stuck in the middle, with no way forward and no way back.  Maybe you hopped to a rock, realized that you weren’t going to be able to go that way, but the angle of the rock behind you is wrong and just isn’t going to let you get back on it.  

I was talking to a friend the other day about this situation in my life right now where I just feel stuck.  I really believe I’m doing all the right things and making all the right choices by it, and I feel really good in the choices I’m making...I feel like they’re all correct, they’re the right choices...and I still feel stuck.

I think that’s part of this life sometimes, right?  We’re not always going to have a clear path across that creek, and sometimes we’re just going to be stuck where we are at this moment.  Our life might feel uncomfortable, the spot we’re stuck in might make us feel anxious.  We might not know how we’re going to get to the other side or what that other side is going to look like.  The place where we’re at might not feel good all the time.  

Perhaps in that place of stuck we can find a little more breath, a little more peace knowing that we’re making the best decisions we can, and we’re not alone in that feeling, we’re not alone when we’re in a place where we feel stuck.

If there’s a spot where you’re feeling stuck this week dear friend, I hope you can find a little more breath, a little more peace, and a little more knowledge that you are not alone in it.
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I hope you have an amazing week dear friend.

Love
Krista
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Dear Friends,

It is spring.  It is SPRING.  The cherry blossoms, the dogwoods, the intoxicating spring green, the birds singing and yes…..the sound of lawn maintenance (not my favorite sound)..  It is here, in all its glory.  We have changed seasons and we are in the midst of this new life emerging from every corner.  

I was on a run in the park this past weekend, enjoying the sights of spring while tromping along...the leaves, the blossoms, the birds.  I noticed a woman, dancing her way down the trail, I noticed the kids playing by the creek, the folks playing frisbee in the park, the couples relaxing in hammocks.  I took my shoes off at the end of my run and stuck my feet in the deliciously cold water and it felt oh so good.

There was a whole different energy, a whole different feeling in the park this past weekend.  The joy at the change and the new life emerging was palpable.  

I was thinking as I noticed that change, about how sometimes it's hard to find joy in change in our own lives, in our own situations.  But perhaps this week we can find a little more joy in the change, in the emerging life.  Perhaps we can notice those small, joyful tidbits, we can see them a little more clearly and carry them with us.

Can we find a little more joy in our lives this week dear friends?

I hope you have an amazing week, I am so very thankful for each of you!

Love
Krista  
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​​Dear Friends,

One point in our hike a couple of weeks ago, my kids and I crossed the stream to get to the other side and climb up some boulders.  As they do, my boys hopped across the rocks like little gazelles, no worry or anxiety about falling in the water or getting shoes wet.  Rock by rock they hopped until they got to the other side.

I was not so carefree...I have reached the age where I am not so carefree.  I looked at the rocks, and chose my path...and then realized I wasn’t going to be able to make it one way, so I doubled back and went another way and another, until I got across the creek without falling in (this time!).  

I was thinking as I jumped from rock to rock, about how often in life we must double back from the way we were going previously.  It’s not failure on our part, but there are times when we go one direction and just realize that way is the wrong way, and we have to turn around and head another direction.

As I crossed those rocks, I was thinking about how even though we might know in our heads that doubling back and changing direction isn’t failure on our part, how we often take that need to switch directions as failure.  If someone else in our lives came to us to tell us about how they had to double back and switch directions, we would tell them they didn’t fail, it’s just part of life.  Even though we can see that we hold others with grace, how often do we hold ourselves with the same grace as we hold those around us?  If you’re like me, not as often as we should.

May we, this week, hold ourselves with a little more grace when we inevitably have to double back and change directions on this journey we’re on.  May we hold ourselves with grace. 

I hope your week is just amazing dear friends.

Love
Krista
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Hi Friends!

It’s that time of year when the world around us changes really fast, if you stare long enough you can almost see the growth with your own eyes in real time, it’s happening that fast.

I was walking in the woods last week, when almost all the trees were still bare.  I’m sure by now, only a few short days later, those woods will not look the same as they did last week.  Anyway, I was walking, and I was noticing the changing colors.  I was noticing how a few of the trees had little specks of green, I noticed how the moss on the downed tree stump and the rocks in a little stream were a deeper shade of green.  I noticed how the forest floor was speckled with yellow flowers that weren’t there the week prior.  

As I was walking and noticing those shades that weren’t there the week before, I was thinking about how easy it would have been to walk by those small changes, to be distracted and fail to notice the deepening green of the world around me, the new colors in the world around me.  I was thinking, if I had been even slightly distracted by something else in my life and mind, I would have walked by all those changes without ever noticing they were there.

I was thinking about winters in our own lives, perhaps you’ve been in one metaphorically as we have in our seasons.  I was thinking about how often we walk through harder times, we all have them, and we can walk right by those little shades of joy, love and peace without noticing, without seeing, without living into that joy.

I hope, if you are in a winter in your own life, you are able to see the small shades of green and the shifts in colors this week.  Perhaps those small shifts are so tiny that they are hardly even noticeable, and perhaps we will still be in the middle of a winter even when noticing those little joys...but maybe if we take a little time to really slow down and notice, we can see our life in a little more technicolor this week.

I hope you have an amazing week dear friends.

Love,
Krista
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​Dear Friends,

My sons and I were walking in the woods a couple of weekends ago, enjoying an absolutely beautiful (almost) spring day.  The two of them were deep in conversation about a particular video game they love, and I was trailing behind them, just enjoying the trees, the creek, the birds...noticing the buds on the trees beginning to show, not quite there yet, but almost there, noticing that we’re getting on to my favorite time of year, that intoxicating green of spring.

We got to a spot on that particular trail which is forever in my memory, and I got right back to that memory.  I was recalling a summer day, probably 7 or 8 years ago, when my boys were much smaller.  On that particular day I was sitting on the bank of that creek, enjoying my afternoon, and my kids were swimming in the creek, enjoying a hot DC summer day.

That day my boys found this massive log, and proceeded to spend all their strength dragging that log upstream, hopping on the log, and floating downstream...hopping off the log and dragging it up the creek again, getting back on, and lounging down.  They spent hours doing just that, their whole afternoon was spent with that log.

As I sat there, enjoying their adventures on the side, I was thinking about how that act mirrored a trait we talk about in yoga, and one that permeates in life.  Effort and ease, finding the balance in effort and ease...both in our yoga practices, and in our everyday life.

I do believe there are seasons in life where we will have more of one than the other, where life won’t feel as balanced as it should, and collectively I think we’ve been in one of those seasons this past year, some with too much effort and some with too much ease and little ability to control the situation we happen to find ourselves in.  But perhaps this week we can strive for a little more balance in our effort and ease in our own life.  Perhaps this week we can look at ways we can shift so that we feel more balanced.  

I hope you have an amazing week dear friends, I am so very grateful for you!

Love
Krista
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​Dear Friends,

Remember those beautiful, repurposed columns from last week?

If you wander through Rock Creek long enough, you’ll probably stumble across the rest of the Capitol stones, tossed out behind a maintenance shed, left to molder.  With no ability to sell or throw away the old Capitol stones, the builders did what they felt they could do, they threw them in Rock Creek park.

The first time I stumbled across these stones, I laughed out loud.  I had heard tell of them in the past and I was always curious, but I didn’t know where they were.  As I was walking on my birthday last September I stumbled across them...in plain sight, right off a big trail.  It felt like I had been transported to Rome or Greece, these beautiful remnants of a different time sitting in the open for anyone to come across.  These days I make it a point to walk by them regularly, they just make me smile.

I was thinking, as I walked by those beautiful stones, how I could have just walked by them without looking and noticing...and how often in our lives we fail to stop and see the beauty right in front of us, we walk by it without ever looking, without ever seeing, without ever noticing.

May we, this week, see a little more of the tossed out beauty around us.  May we notice, may we see, may we look for the things that we might have otherwise passed by.

I hope you have a fabulous week dear friends.

Love 
Krista
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​Dear Friends,

Many times when I walk in the park I use that time as a moving meditation...I am not walking for exercise or to raise my heart rate, I am walking with the intention of allowing my mind to find some stillness.  Some days it is easier than others, we’re all human, I’m sure you can relate.

A few days ago I was walking, and I had a dilemma that was preoccupying my thoughts as I walked.  Honestly, for most of the walk I didn’t fight it, I just hashed over this particular issue.  I was still enjoying myself, I love being in the woods, but there was certainly no meditative quality to most of my journey that particular day.

As I continued to walk, I suddenly realized that I had spent this whole time going around and around in my head about something that I wasn’t going to resolve.  I stopped myself by the creek, took some deep breaths, took in the sights and sounds of the water, took the picture below, and continued on my way with a much clearer head....for a bit.

On I went, my head filling, me stopping and breathing and redirecting my thoughts, and then continuing on my journey...head filling again, me stopping and breathing and redirecting my thoughts, and continuing…

There is beauty in the stillness, but I think there is equal beauty in the work, in the redirecting.

May we find a little more redirection in our busy minds this week dear friends, and, instead of being discouraged when we have to stop and redirect, may we perhaps see a little more of the beauty in the work of redirection.

I hope you have an amazing week dear friends, I am so very grateful for each of you!

Love
Krista
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​Dear Friends,

I was walking in the park last week, the day of that ice storm....where it looked like our city was covered in snow, but it was really covered in pretty nasty ice pellets.  I hadn’t been able to get outside much last week, and the roads were super clear, and I really wanted to go on a walk, so out I went.

I meandered down a path I’ve walked plenty of times before.  There are spots where you have to pay attention even in normal circumstances, but there are plenty of places where you can just walk, and see the sights around you and listen to the life in the woods without paying too close attention to your feet.

Last week was not one of those days.  I had to walk painfully slow on that trail, and I had to be mindful every single step of the way.  I was required to pay attention to every single footstep on that trail that particular day, as the trail was so incredibly slippery.  It took so much more mental energy to walk that path then it normally does, as I was constantly required to be mindful. 

As I walked, I was noticing how that trail was mirroring life.  There are times when we hardly need to pay attention to the path around us, it’s so clear and sure and known.  The path we’re on feels easy.  And there are times when we have to be constantly mindful of where we’re going, of where our foot is stepping.  We have to be mindful every step of the way.

May we, this week, find a little more mindfulness even if we’re in a spot in life where we don’t need to pay too close attention...and may we find a little more sure-footedness if our path is a little slippery at this moment in time.

I hope you have a fabulous week dear friends, I am so grateful for you!

Love
Krista
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Dear Friends,

Before I write this post, I want to caveat that I deeply believe that loving ourselves exactly where we are is one of the the most important gifts we can give ourselves and those around us.  I have been so grateful for the body positivity movement that has been taking hold in many of our lives, and it is my hope and wish that this movement continue to take hold in more of our lives.  It is my hope that we can really love who we are in all phases of life.   As many of you have heard me say so many times, I believe in the power of being grateful for our strong and capable bodies right now, at this moment.  I don’t think loving ourselves exactly where we are means we can never change...but I believe it does mean that we are fully worthy, complete, enough...exactly where we are right now.

When I was on my solo backpacking trip in November, I came upon this stream.  It was a comparatively small stream feeding into the larger, faster moving creek.  When looking at the creek you couldn’t even notice a difference between the creek before that stream and after.  But even though you couldn’t notice the difference, it was there, that creek was bigger and fuller from that little stream.

This past summer I looked at some aspects of my life where I’ve been trying to go it alone for years and years, one of them being my pretty constantly fluctuating weight.  This summer I was finally able to internalize that, while I’ve had some success on my own, I need the support, encouragement and accountability of a community to surround me.  I need community, I need folks who are on the same journey I’m on to walk with me and be my cheerleader and I theirs.  I need that stream, feeding into me in my journey...and furthermore, in some ways the more important realization, I am always going to need that stream, feeding into me in my journey...that need for support and community will never go away.

That realization of need was, in some ways, discouraging to me.  In this particular area of my life I have all the knowledge and information, there was and still is part of me that deeply believes I should be able to succeed on my own, without anyone else.  But that realization of truth was simultaneously empowering for me.  I am human.  I need support and encouragement, I need accountability, I need a community.  There is something so vulnerable about recognizing my need for others, but that recognition is also so empowering.  It’s been amazing to see the difference in this particular journey since I allowed myself to see my need for accountability and community and decided to really live into that need instead of trying to continue on my own.

We are not meant to go it alone dear friends, we need community.  And we shouldn’t feel shame or discouragement for reaching out for the community and accountability we need.  We are deeply human, each and every one of us.  

I hope, this week, you are able to live a little more into the community you need at this moment in your life, and you are able to be fed by those around you.  I know it looks different and might feel different right now, and your needs are certainly your own and will look different from your neighbors needs...but I sincerely hope you can find the community that fills and nourishes you this week, just like that little stream.

Have a wonderful week dear friends, I am so very grateful for you!

Love
Krista

Dear Friends,

It has been a hard year dear friends.  The weight of this year has been heavy on us all, some undoubtedly more than others, but all have borne the weight of this past year.  It is a time that leaves no one unchanged, some are stronger for it, others are not, but everyone has been affected by this time.

I was walking with a dear friend the other day, and as we walked, we came across this absolutely beautiful, snow surrounded daffodil.  My dear friend stopped and pointed it out, this daffodil, in the hardest of circumstances, making its way through the hard, unwelcoming soil, bursting its way through to the sunlight even when surrounded by ice and snow.  Anticipation of beauty, of newness and change, of joy around the corner...the anticipation that things will get better, that life will feel easier, that joy is just around the corner.

As I write this, I’m struggling.  Anticipation of newness and of change is not the thing that is bringing me joy right now, and I think that’s ok.  I can recognize the beauty in that daffodil, in the anticipation of change...I can recognize that change will come, that the daffodil will burst through that hard earth and nothing will stop that from happening, and I can recognize that change is necessary and good and important.  I can hold all those things as truth and I can also sit in the validity of my own feelings.  I can hold both those truths simultaneously.

Dear friends, can we allow ourselves to feel our own feelings a little more this week, and sit in whatever those are?  Can we give ourselves permission to hold multiple truths simultaneously?  Can we hold joy, anticipation, beauty and...fear...maybe all at once.

I hope you have a wonderful week dear friends, I am so very grateful for you.

Love
Krista

*Photo by Kristi

Dear Friends,

This past weekend we had our first substantial snow in the past couple of seasons in DC, and so I was out doing one of my favorite things in the world...cross country skiing.  I grew up cross country skiing.  It was a totally free activity, just find a snow covered road or park and have at it.  My family’s gear was cobbled together from years of searching through the Goodwill.  My feet would freeze every time we went out in my old leather boots and I can’t say it was the most pleasant experience when I was a child….and yet here we are, as we often find ourselves, grown-up Krista loves it, absolutely, 100% loves it.  Now, grown-up Krista can also afford better gear and warm ski boots, turns out, that makes a difference.  

So, I was in the park on Sunday, enjoying the snow and a beautiful solo ski afternoon....and as I was skiing along, I was thinking about transformation.  The park is always beautiful, but blanketed by a layer of snow just made it stunning.  That simple storm entirely transformed the park into something completely different...it was still the same park that I loved, I was going down the same paths I’ve walked down so many times, but simultaneously it was also something new and magical.

I was thinking as I skied...sometimes transformation is a long process.  Sometimes it is years and years of work.  Sometimes it takes showing up day after day and year after year for the transformation to occur.  And sometimes transformation is almost in an instant, there are times when life transformation occurs practically overnight.  

May we celebrate the transformation in our lives, may we celebrate the transformation we have worked for day after day, year after year...and equally, like that snow-covered park, the transformation that happens in an instant.

Have a transformative week my dear friends.

Love
Krista
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​Dear Friends,

There’s this massive pile of sticks and logs stuck in the middle of the creek.  It looks like it’s collected there over quite some time.
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I was looking at that pile a while ago, and thinking about how that massive pile could have started with one small branch.  One small branch might have been caught by a rock in the stream, and then another, and then another….and that small, insignificant spot in the stream then grew and grew until it was blocking half the stream and collecting everything that happened to come through...sticks, trash, I’m pretty sure I saw a tee shirt in there.

We work like that sometimes, I think.  One small, insignificant issue might lead to bigger and bigger issues until we can’t do anything in life without it being affected by that one small, insignificant issue.  We keep collecting hurt and pain because we didn’t resolve and let go of other pain.

May we work this week to disentangle ourselves from those small, insignificant issues in life.   May we see them, recognize them, feel the pain in them...and then allow them to float down the stream on the top of the water instead of allowing them to continue collecting debris.  May we acknowledge their importance in our lives, and let them go.

I hope you have a wonderful week dear friends.

Love
Krista

Dear Friends,

There’s this bridge in the middle of Rock Creek park, you’ve probably seen it before.  It’s at a particularly sharp bend in the creek, where, because of the geology, there was little choice but to build a bridge

Boulder bridge is an apt name for it, as the bridge is built of massive boulders.  It is a beautiful bridge, you’ll frequently find folks taking pictures in front of it, but it’s also strong and resilient. It can weather plenty of storms and stand in its strength and resilience.  It holds strong in all sorts of weather and through the years...that bridge is going nowhere.

I was sitting on a rock jutting out of the side of the hill, looking at and thinking about that bridge the other day, I was thinking that while many times in life it is important to be soft, there are also many times in life where it’s really important to be strong and resilient, to be solid and steady, to stand firm.

Sometimes I think the work is figuring out when to stand strong and firm like that bridge, and when to soften.  Other times I think the work is figuring out how to do both, how to live in the state of solid and soft simultaneously, how to hold both truths in our hands at the same time.    

May we, this week, be strong when it’s important to be strong, may we give ourselves permission to soften when it’s time to soften, may we perhaps find a state where both might be true simultaneously.

Have an amazing day dear friends.

Love
Krista  
 

Dear Friends,

If you’ve ever been backpacking you might know that throughout a wilderness you’ll find “campsites”.  These campsites are usually by a water source, there are some that were established in the 1930’s by the CCC, and others that have been built along the way by different groups who start and add on to the campsite.

The thing with these areas is it’s really easy to lose the main trail.  There are branches that break off here and there going to different campsites, and it’s easy to find yourself wandering about, looking for the right path, looking for the path you’re supposed to be on.  It’s relatively easy to find your way back to the main trail, but not without wandering for a while.  Sometimes there are clear markers, like the duck below, sometimes you just wander until you walk across the most worn path, and sometimes you simply stay on the path you know you’re supposed to be on.  

I wrote this prompt and took this picture back in November when I was backpacking in West Virginia, but I never did anything with it, it didn’t feel right.  However, as I was slowly walking on a trail a few days ago in Rock Creek I was thinking about how there are times in life we just feel lost, we’ve wandered off the trail.  And sometimes it takes a lot of wandering before we get back on our path, other times it’s relatively quick to find that trail again, and there are times in life the path you're on just feels like the right one, it just feels correct.  As I was walking up a particular path in Rock Creek this past weekend I was struck by how it just felt right, it just felt correct, this path I’m on right now….but the wandering I took to get here, the time I spent lost and not sure where my trail went was right also, it was also part of this journey.  And if we’re being honest, I’m not sure what my trail looks like ahead of me, but at this moment in time I feel really good about the unknown also.

May we be ok with whatever path we’re on this week, whether it feels like we’re a little lost and wandering off the trail, or whether it feels exactly right for where we are right now.  May we learn from the path we’re on, whatever that might look like.

Have a fabulous day dear friends, I am so very thankful for each of you.

Love 
Krista
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​Dear Friends,

There’s this hiking trail we used to visit on the regular when we lived close to it.  It was a pretty consistent after school activity for my kids and me, and even more so in the summer.  My kids loved climbing boulder after boulder on the trail.  They would climb to the very top of the highest rock just to scare me.  My younger son and I just recently walked it and re-lived some great memories.

The trail is lovely and wooded, but it’s also sandwiched between two major roads, so for most of the walk one can hear traffic in the background.  There’s still the experience of the lovely nature and the beauty of the creek and of the water, sometimes you get to see a majestic blue heron on the water, but the sound of the city is there even in the midst of the trees and beauty.

But there is this one spot, a little off the first road, and well before the second road…….where the water is running a bit faster and the traffic just disappears.  You simply hear the sound of the water and of the woods around…..and nothing else.....and it is so very peaceful, even when knowing the city is so near.  There is this space of peace and quiet, of rest in the middle of chaos.  There is this space where all else disappears and you can fully immerse yourself in the world directly around you, where you can breathe a little deeper.

May we, this week, find a little more peace in the middle.  May we find pockets of rest, of quiet, of space in the middle of chaos.  May we breathe a little deeper this week.

Have a wonderful day dear friends, I am so very grateful for each of you!

Love
Krista​
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