Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Have you ever been to a place that as soon as you step into it, you can feel its magic? It doesn't have to be a building...my special place isn't. Mine is the Winnipesaukee River Trail. It is such an ethereal beautiful place. I could feel down...hating myself or the situation I'm in. Then I set foot on that trail and it's as if the weight of the world is lifted from my shoulders. Even the graffiti painted on the crumbling remnants of the old power plant adds to the beauty.
When I pass the gate at the head of the trail, the world just fades away. The rushing of the river drowns out the sound of traffic. The trees and bushes at the sides makes it seem like I am no where near a city. For me it is like God is literally reaching down and wrapping me is a loving embrace. I am not a religious person, but that is the only way I can think to describe it.
I can think and see things more clearly, because I have left all of my self loathing at the gate. I can breathe because all of my suffocating depression is left behind too. I don't know why the trail does that to me, but I am forever grateful for that hour of peace and beauty. I hope that all of you have a place like that in your life!