So, we did receive the snow that was forecast. Woke up this morning to a beautiful blanket of fluffy, glorious white.
Snapped on the cross country skis and spent about 4.5 hours in the quiet, amazing forest.
While skiing, I thought a lot about what was good in the activity. My skiing is a bit like a plod - like a little faster than 2 mph. I stop often to look around and enjoy the amazing, winter quiet. There is some exercise involved, but mostly it's the place that revives me.
Do we all have that place (or those places) that feed our souls? Mine is most definitely outdoors, usually in a secluded or remote place. It can be a beach as easily as a winter wonderland, but I need to be outdoors and mindfully in that place.
Today was an amazing, healing day!
Get out in the winter if you can. Cross country skiing is accessible for many. It's a non-technical sport if you stay on mostly level trails. Rental skis are usually cheap and the wilderness is free. If you fall down, find a partner who is willing to help haul you back up. If skis are too much for your balance or strength limits, snow shoes are even easier. They still carry you to those wonderful, hidden places.
Take the ride!