There are a multitude of stressors in our modern society.
Work, friends, family, traffic, there never seems to be an end to the swarm of little irritations that can pile up on you daily.
Many people escape this chronic stress by distracting themselves with social media, tv shows, alcohol, drugs, and fawning over their dogs.
I would argue that a much better way to relieve that stress is taking a simple walk, preferably in nature. Our brains have developed to expect the calm of a forest or plain, it wants us to walk in silence and just be in the moment, to revel in the solitude of our minds.
It’s when we take some time without constant inputs of information and just let the mind empty that our subconscious can really work out problems and grow. This is how creativity blossoms, not during a never ending stream of instagram videos and netflix binges.
I think the world would be a little bit better to live in if we all just took some more walks.
Try it, you just might like it.
We name mostly in order to control but what is worth loving does not want to be held within the bounds of too narrow a calling.
In many ways love has already named us before we can even begin to speak back to it, before we can utter the right words or understand what has happened to us or is continuing to happen to us: an invitation to the most difficult art of all, to love without naming at all.
-David Whyte consolations
Keeping an open mind is imperative, as we understand that many perspectives hold value, sometimes carrying a piece of a grander picture we have yet to uncover.
While allowing for an open mind, we must still be firm and unyielding on matters of import, especially when we have reasoned through the subject matter.
Humans as a whole must choose a code to live by.
A set of ideals to strive towards, understanding that none of us are perfect, and that we will stumble and fall in our attempts to reach the lofty heights of our idealism, but we must not allow our failures to hinder us from continuing on the path, otherwise we will spend our lives adrift in a storm ridden sea, unable to find the light in the darkness guiding us to shore.
All men walk down the lonely paths, winding to and fro.
They cause us to falter, humble us, bringing us to forks in the road
at which we must determine who it is we wish to be.
Choice, ultimately, lies within our own hands.