I am piggy-backing off of my post from yesterday.
This morning, for my AM workout, I went to the gym.
I got in my car.
Drove the couple of minutes to park in the asphalt parking lot.
Went in and walked on the treadmill.
When I came back out, I took this picture.
Here are my thoughts about this, in comparison to yesterday's workout:
1. Noise.
We are surrounded with noise all day, everyday.
As soon as I walked in, it was almost deafening - the noise.
As soon as I walked in, it was almost deafening - the noise.
Machines, people, weights, music...
Noise.
Even my ear buds didn't drown out the noise.
It was nothing like the peaceful sound of the creek and the ducks.
It was nothing compared to the tree leaves scattering throughout the air.
It was loud.
Hard to hear myself think.
I found myself immediately upon stepping on the treadmill, racing through my thoughts about what I needed to do today, what time it was, how much time I had left...
Racing.
No peace.
No solace.
Worldly.
When I walk in nature, before the world is awake, I am in meditation mode.
I am thinking about the air.
The colors.
Breath.
I am talking to God.
Out loud and in my thoughts.
I am watching my feet take steps and I am full of abundance.
2. Light
Can you see the moon this picture?
It's there.
But it's a bit hidden, and even dimmed, by lights that are there for our protection!
The sunrise is dimmed by the lights on the building... lights that are there to show us the way!
There seems to be chaos in structure in this picture.
When I walk in nature before the world is awake, I only see sky and moon light and the beginning of dawn.
There are no street lights or traffic lights.
There is only the direction of my soul.
3. These comparisons remind me of the importance between good and best.
I am SO grateful for an indoor gym where my workout is more structured.
I am grateful for the equipment there that I don't have anywhere else.
However, I am infinitely grateful for nature, soul walks, natural light and natural sounds.
It's all about perspective.
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