My husband and I went running in the woods this morning. We’ve fallen in love with a 2.5 km loop with brutal uphills and playful downhills, overlooking the Baltic Sea.
It’s positively enchanting.
We were out there early (for us) and it was quiet save the tentative chirping of birds who had just awoken from their slumber. We talked about everything from theology to different perspectives on breastfeeding, especially weaning.
And from time to time, we didn’t speak at all. All you could hear were our even breaths and the increasingly bold chirping as more birds came to life after a good night’s sleep.
Our bodies weren’t still, but we stilled our minds as our feet pounded along the dirt path, step by step.
We need silence to be able to touch souls. ~Mother Teresa
Normally, when we’re in Sweden, we pack a lot of activities into each day. There is not a lot of time to sit and be still. Today is different. Our little niece is sick, so we’re mostly hanging around the house. I’m sad she’s sick, but I’m not sad for many minutes on end to sit with my Kindle, taking in the words of Barbara Kingsolver’s The Lacuna.
It’s Sunday for crying out loud! The Day of Rest (at least in my tradition). Relax. Turn off your computer and silence your phone. Put your feet up and enjoy a good book. Let your mom do the cooking. (Tack mamma!)
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