What reminds you that you’re alive? {practice}

Wherever I am, whether it’s a shopping mall or a local park, I notice how I look for places where people are not, and go there. How often I am literally off the beaten path. How I simply have to be in the places that other people don’t go. 

Today, I am on a muddy trail running through underbrush full of new young poison ivy. Five yards to my right I can see a nicely paved trail. But, not two yards to my left the broad creek is murmuring. A pair of Mallards are floating past, chuckling softly to themselves. And I can see, through the sparkle of sun on water, round algae-furred stones lying on the muddy bottom. 

Yesterday, I almost lost a shoe in that mud’s cousin out here on the bank, and it didn’t matter because the experience of the creek from here is magnificent. The experience of the creek from here reminds me that I’m alive.

What reminds you that you’re alive?

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