“Now we step into today – open armed and open hearted. Every morning is something new, something unbroken, something curious and full of the rare and radiant. This is not a cliché; it is just simply true. Courage is not about being fearless, it is about loving so much you’ll brave what is hard or scary. Have courage, love this life and this morning. Your heart was broken open not apart.” — Carrie Newcomer
These words have been my daily meditation of late; something to hold on to. A reminder to look for gratitude — to seek out the rare and radiant.
I had plans to spend the day with Pippin and my camera–I needed a day of quiet reflection…a day of peace. The skies were cloudy when I awoke and as I began to gather my hiking gear it became clear that the odds of getting stuck out in a thunderstorm were high. In the end I scrapped those plans and headed out to the Town Lake Hike and Bike trail to get Pippin and I some exercise and some time with nature. The sky was threatening so the camera would have to stay behind. Undaunted, as Austinites can be, the parking lot under Mopac was jammed–everyone had the same idea. Quiet reflection…not likely. There were people everywhere, runners with their dogs; some pushing baby strollers; bikes rolling by.
Nevertheless, I found a sense of peace in the boats gliding quietly by on the lake; the steady rhythm of the kayakers and stand up paddlers on the water. The sky was dark; the air thick with a cool wind — a rumble of thunder in the distance. We walked some; ran some; listening to the birds in the trees around us.
At my faith community we have been doing a series on the power that God gives to us. Truth be told, I haven’t been feeling very powerful lately. And yet, being out in nature–seeing the power of nature as a storm brews gave me hope that I can find that power in myself.
As we ran the last half-mile stretch to the truck the wind was whipping the trees in earnest; giant raindrops splashing on my face. We made it to the truck and I put Pippin in, grabbed my phone and ran out onto the bridge to snap a couple of shots of the storm coming in. As I got back in the skies opened; bringing healing rain to this land that has been dry for so long.
I am grateful for this day; grateful to live in this beautiful city where the chance to be in nature is all around me. The blessed rain is still coming down as I type this and I am thankful.