Always the trail clarifies. Even when I think it will not, journeying beneath trees or across meadows or within the aroma of the sage, the trail moves my mind, heart, body, and soul.
Clarity comes in the form of questions, a decision, or a heart and soul healed. Though the trail doesn’t always end the worry or angst, each step among creation changes me. Each step I take embedded within nature reminds me that I am nature. I am wholly embedded. And, that, is where I find the holy.