Fall. Winter. Spring. Summer. 1996-1999 I parked a mile away from Emory University and walked to campus every day. During those years I really grew to have a concrete appreciation for the individual seasons and the transition between them. During my daily trot I prayed. Part of the language of the prayer included gratitude for the ability to acknowledge and appreciate the forces of nature.
Over time this evolved into a deeper relationship with creation. Stewardship, environmental concerns and the like took root in my lifestyle, and continues to inform my habits and practices. Back in the late 90s I fantasized about writing an inspirational piece. The working title was to be, Praying through the Seasons. The work never came to fruition, but my commitment to live in harmony with nature continues to bloom.
Run. It’s natural.
Tom
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