Walking is integral to my life. I like exploring the city on foot and walking on unknown roads rediscovering the city I call my home. Spring is the perfect time to prance about in delight because it’s not too hot and not too cold, the perfect time to be out and about with a book in tow. Now the roads are unusually empty because the schools are yet to reopen. I cherish the peace and quiet of these mornings more than words could convey. Nothing makes me happier than walking about the neighbourhood during twilight, exchanging nods with familiar faces, running errands or just walking to the park to sit and read, if I am too tired to walk.
When I read about walking meditation for the first time I thought what is he on about. Then I read it again after my torn ligament, whose recovery was complex as anyone with a torn ligament would attest to. It left me frustrated at being unable to move at the pace I’m used to and that is when walking meditation came to my rescue. Thich Nhat Hanh’s book not only helped me see things in a different light but allowed me to finally accept things as they are. I would have wanted to throw the book across the room if I had read it when I was recuperating at home impatiently waiting to rejoin the world as I left it, but things change, and we have to change with them. As they say timing is everything.
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