On my walk home from work yesterday, I realized that I am extremely entertained by life as I walk through the streets of my town. While many people rush home to watch television in the evenings, I stroll through life. But more more than observing life as it goes by – as I would observe a television show (which by the way is totally made up) – I participate in life. Real life.
I have a connection to my city. I have a connection to the homeless woman who feeds birds on the same bench every morning. I have a connection to the businesses struggling in the new economy, as I watch the sales come and go. I have a connection to the doorman in our building, who I would never see if I went straight down to the garage for my car. When I come home in the evenings, I say hello to the men having a cigarette after a long day working at Fare Start (a restaurant down the street that brings people out of homelessness by giving them job skills and a resume).
I have a connection to the atmosphere – the weather, the air quality – I know which way the winds are blowing, how the seasons are changing in intimate detail.
And the exercise… Yesterday it was a bit chilly walking to work, and when I got to work I had beautifully rosy cheeks and felt invigorated and ready to start the day!
I am proud to say “I walk.” I walk to work. I walk to the store. I walk to meet friends for happy hour. And I walk to walk.
I feel connected. As I walk, my city surrounds me and becomes a part of me, as I become a part of it. I am a part of my community.
Let’s walk together, and share our experiences. Feel free to share your experiences below, and to join us in walking.