took a short walk earlier today through the woods today with my dog. i always forget how calming it is to be surrounded by nature.
just standing among the oak and pine trees- listening to the leaves dancing with the wind- i felt like i could finally breathe again.
as often as i complain about spiders and poison ivy- there's something about being out in the woods that resets my soul. gives clarity to what really matters in life.
just like sitting on the beach staring out at the ocean. or staring up at the sky for more than two minutes. you're staring out at something so vast- so much bigger than yourself. it always tends to strip away whatever self-importance or self-centeredness that had been building up. all of my "problems" dont seem so important anymore.
the quote "we are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it's forever," always lurks into the back of my mind.
"purpose" has always been something I've struggled with. is it something you're born with? is it something you find? is it god? is it a job? ive always felt directionless. like one of those twig balls that float around the desert wherever the wind takes them.
but maybe the point of living is making every day- every breathe- count. being intentional with each choice you make. making sure the people around you feel seen and loved and truly cared for.
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