Swayed by the presence of others

The weather on The Path is misty today, and there is an air of quiet stillness. Except for the sound of dogs and the voices of their owners approaching up ahead and from behind. I notice these days I no longer speed up or slow down to avoid contact as I once did. Swayed by the presence of others. Afraid that it might be an uncomfortable experience. That I might mess up in some way. That I did this came as a shock self-revelation at the time. Today, however, it feels great to go at my own pace whatever it might be. To let the contact come and go and, perhaps, even stay a while.

I notice lots of fluffy white feathers on the the path today which gives me a soft, angelic vibe. Stopping to sit on a bended tree trunk for a while two more fluffy white feathers gently float down beside me. At the same time, a thorny vine is digging into my butt and my back. Hmmm, life can be like that. :-))

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