Always walking but never alone

Walking on a snowy morning
Walking through woods on a snowy morning.

Snow on blue spruce trees

As you journey out away from the heart’s hearth of home and family …

Snow and pine cone

… be mindful to notice the seemingly insignificant miracles around you. They may be small but they are mighty. They may be silent and still but they hold life and growth and strength that leans into the sun and always, always  reaches upward toward the light.

Cat tracks walking through snow
Be aware of your companions … those who travel beside you, in front and behind you. Their paths lead in all directions but their footsteps fall just as softly, just as tentatively, just as heavily and wearily as yours. They may follow you for awhile, scamper off ahead or lag behind with the weight of burdens, the exhaustion of battle. We all come to the same end, but the conclusion is your choice. Share the journey and the load and … share the map you follow. Your traveling companions may have lost their sense of direction.

Snowy woods

The path is hidden, covered in mystery, cloaked in an ever-changing wardrobe. No, you can’t see the forest for the trees. But that shouldn’t stop your forward motion. There’s more to see, more to do, more to offer.

Nature's lattice
When we are walking heavy and cloaked in the tiresome weight of the world, we need only pause and rest and stretch — upward. Warmth can find the darkest place if light is allowed to shine. It’s the only way to shed the remnants of our heavy shrouds.

And then new life begins. The flowing of goodness is apparent by day.

Maple syrup bags on snowy morning
Share your gifts. Give for the benefit of others. Allow parts of yourself to be used — offer freely and without remorse. There’s joy in the giving, sweetness in the sacrifice, small miracles in every thing.

Thorns in snow
Do not threaten or strike or slice into others. There is no joy in the shredding, no satisfaction in the ripping of hides or opinions or hopes … only scars on skin and broken barbs.

Snow-covered walking path through the trees
Tread with purpose, pause for precious moments and tender amazement. Shake the snow from limbs as you go walking by, but hold the branches for those who share the journey. And never, ever  forget to turn your face to the light and follow the son.

 

 

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10 Comments

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    Jeanie March 6, 2013 (12:43 pm)

    Absolutely Beautiful!! Not only pictures but Writings! Thanks.

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    Weekend Cowgirl March 6, 2013 (7:06 pm)

    The photography is beautiful as is the text… made my day to read such lovely words.

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    Mai Bateson March 7, 2013 (10:37 am)

    Can hardly wait to visit my husband’s sister and dad in Idaho to witness such breathtaking experience! Love the pics and captions that goes with it! Epitome of Solitude! 🙂

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    Marsha Arnold March 7, 2013 (1:02 pm)

    Thanks so much for the beautiful writing and photos. What serenity. Makes me miss the snow.

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    Deanna Furrey January 25, 2015 (12:35 pm)

    That is beautiful, and the words and pictures go together so well! God bless!

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    Pamela @ Cedar Hill Chronicles January 26, 2015 (11:33 pm)

    Beautiful post! Thank you for sharing over at “The Sunday Social Blog Hop”.

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      Jennifer Kiko January 27, 2015 (1:12 pm)

      Thanks for reading, Pamela!

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    Kat January 29, 2015 (5:04 pm)

    Thank you so much for your beautiful (in picture and in words) post. I love posts like this, it causes me to draw inward and be reflective. You were selected as one of the #Fabulous5 to be pinned on Pinterest and shared. Congratulations!! We sure hope to see you this Sunday! ~Kat

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      Jennifer Kiko January 31, 2015 (6:22 am)

      Wow! Thank you so much, Kat. I look forward to it!