Finding Peace and Power in Every Walk
The Spark of Change
I started walking when my world felt like it was crumbling. Mid-forties, an unhappy marriage, and a body I no longer loved – I was stuck. Emotionally broken, I desperately needed a change. But for me, walking wasn’t just about losing weight: it was therapy. It was a way to connect with my spirit, with God, to find peace in the chaos. I needed to feel lighter, to shed the stress that weighed me down. This is my story. I hope to inspire you to find your own path to healing. Take it one step at a time.
My first walks were short, just a block or two, But the feeling I got from just walking? It was addictive. I craved more. Whenever I had the chance, I’d lace up my shoes. Then, I’d head out with headphones in. I listened to a podcast or some of my favorite songs. Slowly, my life began to shift. My thoughts changed, I grew stronger, I shed the negativity that was holding me back. I found the courage to walk away from what wasn’t serving me. I’d wake before dawn, embrace the quiet solitude of early morning, and walk. When my Dad died, walking was somewhat of a sanctuary. It was a way to heal my soul.
The Physical Transformation Beyond The Scale
Yes, my body changed. My butt got rounder, tighter. My weight stabilized. But the physical transformation was secondary. I learned to ignore the scale and focus on how I felt and how my clothes fit. I gained energy, slept better, and felt less anxious. I wanted strength, muscle and vitality, especially as I aged. The real transformation was internal. I was building a deeper connection with myself and with God.
Finding Peace in Every Step
There’s something magical about moving in nature, there truly is. I find it hard to connect with my spirit within the confines of four walls. But out in the open, I breathe fresh air and listen to the sounds of the birds. I am surrounded by the rustling leaves and the presence of deer nearby. That’s where I find true peace. That’s where I can pray with sincerity, I feel the vibrations of the world, a sense of belonging. Walking is my meditation, my prayer, my sanctuary.
It’s Never Too Late To Start Your Own Journey
If my words can reach just one woman, that’s enough. You don’t need to be a fitness guru or have fancy gear. Heck, I often wear the same pants two days in a row! Just start. Start small, a block or two, and gradually build ion that. Find a walking buddy, or embrace the solitude. It’s your time. Pray, think, decompress, whatever you choose. Consistency is key and every step counts! What are you waiting for?!
Embrace The Power of Walking
Walking isn’t just exercise; it’s a journey of self discovery, healing, and growth. It’s a way to connect with your spirit, to find peace in the chaos, to transform your life. Lace up your shoes and get outside! WHere will your first walk take you?
